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Hell Hath No Fury
The men stood in the breeze. Jana was three feet away. Their conversation continued as one pointed to the floatplane. She applied more pressure to the trigger. But then in the distance, she heard popping sounds, like automatic-weapons fire. The men turned and ran back up the stairs and Jana drew a long breath. What the hell is that? Oh, God, Stone is out there. Her phone buzzed. It was Cade.
“What’s going on?” Jana whispered into the phone. She heard yelling on the balcony above and watched as the people there emptied into the house.
“Oficina de Envigado is here!” Cade yelled over the gunfire. “And they’re pretty pissed off.”
“What about Stone?”
“He can’t decide who to shoot next.”
“Tell him to shoot them all. Wait!” Jana said. “This is the perfect diversion!” S
