While he’d been watching her in the lagoon the previous week, Raid had made the decision. How to go about it had taken a little longer to plan. Shea had been so happy swimming and diving, bringing him rocks she found on the bottom that she classified as pretty, and pointing out wildlife in the water and in the trees. It showed him that Shea was happy in the world, and she wasn’t a creature meant to be caged.
“It doesn’t matter,” he said. Freeing her was the objective. Bringing her back, allowing her back, wasn’t the point. “We’ll sedate her for transport.”
Diego didn’t gasp, though his mouth did open fast. “What the f**k, Raid?”
Raid had expected shock and resistance. But, once he’d made a decision, he didn’t waver from it. This was going to happen, whether he had Diego’s support or his
