Rafe put his panther vision to good use and maneuvered round the slow-moving traffic as though it didn’t exist. Even so, progress was frustratingly slow, standing water and the volume of traffic choking the highway like a clogged artery. “Damn it, we need to get there!” He thumped the wheel with the heel of his hand. “Every second’s vital.” “It’s you they want, buddy, not her,” Mikael reminded him calmly from the back seat. “They won’t hurt her.” “They’d fucking better not.” Rafe growled. “I wanted to get there before dark and pull her out before the bastard lions got themselves organized.” “That was never an option,” Vilas said, grimacing. “They’ve been one move ahead of us every step of the way. We didn’t give them enough credit.” “Chantal caused you to take your eye off the ball, just like they intended,” Mikael said.
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