Page 58 of Dark Rebel's Fortune

"I might join you." Max reached for her hand. "I'll tell you all about it on the way back. There is much more than driving you can try on those simulators."

It reminded her of what Jasmine said about the Perfect Match technology and how it transcended entertainment and could be used as a training tool. That was probably what Dima had trained on.

"Hello." Parisa got out of the van. "Did anyone hear anything from Jade? I'm worried about my boys."

"She had to lose a tail," Yamanu said as he emerged from the shadows, his tall frame somehow blending with the darkness despite his height. "But she's confident they are no longer being followed." He offered Parisa his hand. "I'm Yamanu, and I'm in charge of this mission."

She took his hand, looking up at him with awe in her eyes. "Hello. I'm Parisa."

Kyra had to admit that he was quite striking, but he was happily mated, so her sister should cool her jets, as the saying went.

Yamanu turned to them. "Kyra, Max. We need to discuss our options."

Before Kyra could respond, a cry of recognition cut through the warehouse as Soraya stepped into the light, her eyes fixed on Parisa.

"Pary!" Soraya rushed forward, arms outstretched.

The two women collided in an embrace so fierceit seemed they might never let go. Rana quickly joined them, the three sisters clinging to each other with tears gleaming in their eyes.

"You're alive," Soraya whispered, pulling back to examine Parisa's face as if to confirm she wasn't dreaming. "I was so worried. You should never have left my house. You and the boys should have stayed the night."

"I know." Parisa sighed. "They had school, but it wasn't as important as keeping them safe. I don't know what was going through my head."

Soraya kept her hands on Parisa's shoulders. "Never do that to me again, understand? I must have aged a decade since my girls were taken and then Yasmin and her kids."

Kyra stood apart, watching the reunion with a complicated twist of emotions. These were her sisters, her blood, yet she remained a stranger to them. The truth she carried inside her would change the dynamics between them but now wasn't the time to reveal it.

Yamanu cleared his throat. "I hate to interrupt, but we need to discuss the change in plans."

The sisters broke apart reluctantly, Soraya wiping tears from her cheeks as she turned to face him.

"What's happening?" Kyra asked after she and Max moved a few paces away from her sisters to talk with Yamanu.

"I believe our security has been compromised." Yamanu kept his voice low. "The Doomers haveanticipated too many of our moves for it to be coincidence or just incredible guesswork on their part. They are not that good."

Max nodded in agreement. "The safe house may not be safe anymore. We should move Yasmin and her kids out of there as soon as possible."

"My thoughts precisely," Yamanu confirmed. "Instead of going there, we should head directly to the airport, and Yasmin and the children should meet us there."

"What about our belongings?" Kyra asked.

Everything she cared about was on her, so it wouldn't be a great loss if a few articles of clothing remained in the safe house, but perhaps Max and the others had items of personal value there.

"Rishba and Asuka can pack everyone's things and bring them along with Yasmin and her children to the airport," Yamanu said. "Eric has already arrived with the other plane, so we have enough room for everyone."

Kyra's instincts hummed in approval. The Doomers had proven more resourceful and numerous than they'd anticipated, and every minute they remained in Tehran increased their risk of capture or worse.

"I'll brief Rana and Soraya," Kyra said, turning toward her sisters.

"Tell them to get into the replacement vehicles." Yamanu pointed to where they were parked. "Weneed to be ready to move as soon as Jade arrives with Parisa's boys."

Kyra approached her sisters, who looked up with uncertainty and fear in their expressions.

"There's been a change of plans," she said. "We're not going to the safe house. We're heading straight to the airport and flying out."

"Out?" Soraya repeated. "Out where?"

"America," Kyra replied. "That's where your daughters are."

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