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"What does my brother have to do with this?"

"Didn't you say he bought a place in Bermuda?"

"Yeah. Our family got together and stayed there last year for a vacation. It's a good size place."

"Bermuda is a territory of the British government. Your new passports will get you in without any issues," Tinker says.

"Is he renting it out?" Ryker asks.

"No. He's on active duty somewhere right now, so it's empty."

"So we go to Bermuda. What then? How do we get our lives back?" Julieta asks.

The beating of my heart increases. I don't know how to respond to her question, and Naomi looks at me for answers.

She's going to get bored with you.I push Darien's voice out of my heads. "I wish I had an answer for you. We get to safety first. After, I’ll figure the rest of it out."

Julieta folds her arms across her chest. "I'm grateful you guys rescued me, but I need a plan. I think Naomi and Vanessa would agree with me. We can't just run forever."

Ryker puts his hand on hers. "No one is saying this is a long term situation or wants that for you."

"Honduras, Bermuda, it doesn't matter where we go. Eventually, they are going to find me again."

I realize how much I don't know about the other women's situations. I was so focused on Naomi, I didn't bother learning about the rest of their predicaments. "Who?"

"Santiago Gómez, Jonas Torres, the powers that be in aviation for Central and South America."

"What are you talking about?"

Julieta takes a deep breath. "How do you think they are transporting the majority of their drugs? It's not by private planes."

I swallow the lump in my throat. "Are you saying the drug cartels are using commercial flights to move stock?"

"Yes."

"And the heads of the flight companies are aware of this?"

She nods.

"That's why the cartel kidnapped you?"

"Yep."

"Why didn't they just kill you?"

"I'm leverage."

"How?"

"Some things, like Vanessa said, aren't meant to be shared."

Not this again.

"Julieta—"

"Drop it," Ryker warns me.

More deafening silence.