“She cut herself. Will you just get her out of here?” Martina pushed me toward him.
 
 “Who are you?” I asked.
 
 “A friend of a friend.” He lifted me into his arms. “You’re coming, too.” He jerked his chin at Martina. “Let’s go.”
 
 “I can’t go,” Martina stayed put.
 
 Another man appeared in a mask. “You got the goods, I see.”
 
 “Yup. Grab the stubborn one.”
 
 The man nabbed Martina and threw her over his shoulder. Then we were bolting for the exit door. I didn’t bother fighting back. Anywhere would be better than being with Jake.
 
 “When you talk to Cade, tell him I didn’t harm you,” the gunman said as we left the building. “That’s a lot of blood on your clothes.”
 
 Wait, what? “How do you know Cade? Does he know you’re here?”
 
 “Told ya. I’m a friend of a friend, and yes, Cade knows.”
 
 Relief swept through me. Cade sent help. But how did he know?
 
 I turned my face toward the bright sun, thanking God for His divine intervention, and everything went black.
 
 “Honeybee, please wake up. They tell me you’re okay, but darlin’, I need to hear your sweet voice.”
 
 Cade?I blinked my eyes and prayed I wasn’t dreaming.
 
 “I’m going out of mind here. Are you sure she’s breathing?” He sounded angry, or maybe worried. Why would he be worried about me?
 
 “She’s waking up,” a woman said. Was that Martina?
 
 “Shelby, please, baby. Please talk to me.”
 
 “Ca, ca, Cade?” I touched my throat after hearing my raspy voice and slowly opened my eyes. “Where are you?”
 
 He let out a heavy sigh. “Finally. Don’t scare me like that, baby.”
 
 I turned toward the phone against my ear, then looked up at Martina. “What happened?”
 
 “You passed out. Cade insisted on talking to you.”
 
 “How long was I out?”
 
 “Too long,” Cade said. “Talk to me, baby. Why did you cut yourself with a utility knife?”
 
 I glared at Martina. She had a big mouth.
 
 “Sorry, chica. He was going to see the blood on you when we landed in Burntwood. Thought it might be wise to give him a heads up.”
 
 “Shelby?”
 
 “I’m here. Can we discuss it later?” No way would I tell him what Jake had done to me over the phone and with people I didn’t know listening.
 
 “Sure, baby.”
 
 I looked around and realized I was on a small airplane and lying on the floor. “I’m on a plane, Cade. Everything happened so fast, I don’t remember anything.”
 
 “Mack said you were in and out of consciousness after he got you in the van.”