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CHAPTER NINE
Drake
There’s no time to drowse or cuddle—not that I would want to in a place like this. Instead, as soon as we catch our breath, we’re bundling into our clothes by the light of the improvised lantern, checking our gear, and planning.
“We’ll go by the view of the infrared camera. You lead me along. Their lights will warn us if they are around.” I pull on the backpack, but I’ve lost her gear bag somewhere in this maze. Like the diamonds, we’ll have to come back for it when this is all over.
“And once we get out?” She’s pulling her vest back on as she stands close to me. I can smell our mixed sweat on her, and despite busting harder than I have in years, I have to squash another surge of desire. Not now.
“We call the cops on Max. He’s a menace, he’s not going to stop and
