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           If he didn't find her within a few minutes, he'd have to go on without her. At least by trying to find her, he might appease his guilt later. Still, he knew the memory of her tears would haunt him forever.
           Unless the cops found him and saved him the trouble of   forever.  
           He brushed against something rough. A rock. The wind and rain weren't as bad here, partially blocked by the rocky wall. Good news and bad news, since he couldn't remember passing this before. Where was Sofie?
           Carefully, he turned until his feet were against the rock, then he crawled straight out from it, slowly picking his way. He blinked several times when he realized the ground took a slight drop. How far down? After a moment, he determined it was only a slight incline–just enough to hide Sofie in the storm. As he drew closer, he made out the shape of her dark hair and scrambled toward her.
           Leaning close, he felt her neck for a pulse. She was alive, but unconscious. He slid one arm behind her shoulders and the other under her knees and lifted. Her weight made him stagger as he pushed to his feet. They'd both been through hell today, and he was ready to pass out right beside her.
           But he couldn't, dammit. He had to keep going until he found help for her and freedom for himself. Freedom . The mere thought of it gave him strength and he trudged back toward the rock wall.
           He moved carefully, hoping they wouldn't end up tumbling all the way down the mountain. When he found the wall again, it brought welcome shelter from the wind and some of the rain. He adjusted his burden and turned his back against the cliff, inching his way along, tentatively testing the ground with his foot for any sudden drops.
           The wall ended, but the ground didn't. Squinting through the rain, he saw a small opening in the side of the cliff. He eased through far enough to provide shelter. Like a womb, the rock closed in around them, shutting out the storm. The silence inside was startling, compared to the howling wind and deluge outside. As he lowered himself to the cold but dry stone floor, all Luke heard was their heavy breathing and the steady thud of his heart against the woman in his arms.
           Incredible. Here he was alone in the wilderness with a beautiful woman–an unconscious woman who might very well cost him his freedom. And his life.
           If he left her here out of the rain, she might regain consciousness and find her own way to civilization. Then again, she might die.
           Which was more important, a clear conscience or his escape? He looked at her pale face in the dim light and his throat constricted. Yes, helping her would appease his guilt, but at what price?
           Fool . Even as he argued with himself, he knew he wouldn't–couldn't–leave her. Like that night he'd tried to save a liquor store clerk's life...
           Luke Nolan was no killer, and he wasn't about to start now.        He brushed her dark curls away from the bruise at her temple. At least her wound hadn't started to bleed again.
           She looked young for a doctor. Young and vulnerable. She shivered and he pulled her closer. If only there were some way to get dry.
           Her sodden lab coat gaped open, revealing small firm breasts, clearly outlined against her wet T-shirt. Running for his life or not, he couldn't prevent his hungry male gaze from seeking and finding her nipples. It had been so long since he'd touched a woman.... And the last time, he'd been nothing but a horny teenager.
           Now he was a man. A man who'd spent all his adult life behind bars. On death row. In isolation.
           Oblivious to their predicament and his burned skin, Luke's body responded to her softness filling his lap. At least everything seemed to be in working order–amazing, considering.   She was a beautiful woman, though a