Epilogue
GILLIAN TOOK A DEEP breath for courage as she joined Wyatt on the sand. They were in one of Malcolm’s safe houses, having felt the need to spend time as just the two of them for a while. She thought they were still in Central America, though they might have been edging toward South America. She wasn’t entirely certain of the destination or the coordinates, since she hadn’t been the one to drive.
She had left the driving to Wyatt, having been too tired to do so. She’d been exhausted for several days, and now she knew why. She’d found the device that gave her the answer in the well-stocked bathroom. Malcolm really seemed to have thought of everything. Ironically enough, he kept the boxes of tests next to a stash of condoms.
She’d giggled at the idea, which had relieved some of he
