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The rest of the men were gearing up, and Ryan crossed over to the wall where he’d leaned his rifle.They had weapons.Military support.They'd be operating in conjunction with Panama’s military forces, with the SEALs taking point.

Wyatt nodded as their commander came over, and the teams convened, discussing plans.

“We’re assuming Luciana is there, too,” Aaron said.“What if she’s not at the same location as Avery?”

“We have to hope she is.”

The men scanned over their maps again and discussed the final details with their counterparts.Ryan glanced at his watch, agitated, and then they were finally hustling to the vehicles ten minutes later.

It was go time.

Chapter 27

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AVERY MUMBLED TO HERSELF, dry heaving in the bed.They’d given her too many doses of the sedative.Avery couldn’t stop vomiting all night long and knew she was getting more dehydrated by the minute.Someone had come to her with a glass of water earlier, and she’d immediately thrown up the few sips she’d taken.

It was a horrific night.She’d wake up violently ill and immediately fall into a restless state once more.

She needed an IV.Rest.An actual hospital, not some massive house in the middle of God knows where.She didn’t need servants or whoever the hell else was coming in and out of the bedroom.

And that man.The voice of her nightmares.

She’d been too ill for him to rape her, which had angered him greatly.He’d stroked himself to completion, staring at her body on the bed while he grunted out his release.It was disgusting.

And his words.The terrible taunts of how he’d tie her up and use her since he couldn’t sedate her in the way he preferred.She’d still be helpless, but he’d keep her conscious the entire time.Just as soon as the damn drugs wore off, he promised to use her for hours, making up for the time they’d lost last night.

She believed him.He was sick and twisted and enjoyed seeing her helpless.

Avery jolted in surprise as she heard voices yelling in the hallway, and a new quake of terror washed through her.

She’d heard the men in that truck yesterday.Avery had been sold.Walters had taken her, a person, an actual human being, and trafficked her off for money.Groaning, she realized she didn’t know what had happened to Luciana.She had virtually no memories since being in the back of that vehicle.

Had hours passed?Days?

Her captor had come to her last night, but she didn’t know how long she’d lain unconscious before that.Her stomach roiled again, and she lay panting on the bed, unable to even attempt to sit up.

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