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Sam and Kara heard the very thing they’d feared, close, coming closer...

“You can get us out of this, Kara. I believe in you.” Sam’s smooth, mellow voice cut through her anxiety. Retrieving the trowel to cut the ropes binding them required controlled movements. “I haven’t always had the most faith in your plans, but you know what you’re doing.”

She might have laughed if the situation wasn’t so serious. “I don’t, though. I’m really just making this all up as I go along.”

Another branch snapped. Kara jumped in alarm. The trowel flipped end over end, spinning away—right toward Sam’s outstretched legs.

“I’ve got it,” he said, but all trace of calm had disappeared from his voice. “We don’t have much time.”