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He grabbed Mariah, hauling her to her feet. Wrapping one arm around her waist, he set out for the relative safety of the woods, not looking back.

She’d been shot. The pain was like nothing Mariah had ever felt.

“I have to stop,” she moaned as Jake bent to gather her up to her feet again.

“We can’t stop long,” he warned.

Letting her go, Jake crossed to the nearest of the trees and tested the connection between the stump and the trunk. The connective wood didn’t seem to budge despite the violent shake he gave it.

“It’s like a lean-to,” he said.

She shook her head, not following.

“I guess you were never a Girl Scout.” His eyes narrowed, and she could tell he was wondering how much else about her past he didn’t know.