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The hooded man aimed a gun at Jonna.

Ian lunged at the man, ramming into him to at least throw off his aim. Gunfire resounded in his ears. The weapon went off before he could stop it.

Cold, brutal waves washed over them as he fought the attacker. A fist filled Ian’s vision. Pain radiated across his face. Salt water washed into his nose and burned.

Ian shoved the man down in the wet sand and pinned the man’s arms behind his back. But the ocean gripped them both. Ian floundered as the current ripped the man from him and pulled Ian under. He held his breath, trying to gain his footing again. He met the sand on his knees, broken shells cutting into his flesh as he gasped and choked on water. Hands gripped him, and he wrestled someone to the ground.

Too late he recognized the feminine form beneath him. “Jonna!”

“We have to get out of here. It’s too dangerous!” she yelled.