Chapter 12
James
These people are crazy. They’re even more dangerous than the Haitian underworld itself. He recalled the boat following them a few days ago. But where were they? He had scrutinized the island’s coastline when they had reached the top of the volcano. Was it possible they had been hiding in the one point where he couldn’t see, behind the rocks? Why the hell hadn’t he been more careful? He blamed no one but himself. He knew the dangers better than Lexi did.
Sure, he was irritated with her for not telling him that she worked with nutcases like Carl. It would’ve been nice to have that little tidbit of information before arriving to Port-au-Prince. But he didn’t fault her for it. He understood her more in spite of it. She was an independent woman. It meant everything to her to
