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PARADISE ISLAND
MIDAFTERNOON
What had Penny done with the flare gun box? Was it lying on the ground outside the cave?
Mac cast a quick glance around the small clearing as Spencer propelled him out into the humid afternoon sunlight. Scattered dead leaves crunched underfoot, but the bright orange box was nowhere in sight.
Maybe she’d dropped it higher up the slope. He didn’t see it…but just in case, he led Spencer a little further down the beach before turning to face the steep hillside.
“I assume this is why your goon tied my hands in front of me,” he said, staring up at the dappled foliage. Somewhere up there, a parrot screamed, and another answered from farther away. The raucous sounds made his nerves jolt.
Real birds? Or Spencer’s trained assassins?
Where was ’Riah? How could
