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grabbed a T-shirt off a chair, ripping several strips off the bottom. Quickly she tied it around his shoulder, effectively adding pressure to the wound. Not the best field dressing, but it would have to suffice. "Can you walk?"
    "Dunno," he said, but tried to rise anyway, the result complete failure.
    "Come on, Martin. I know this is scary but I can't get you out on my own. You've got to try and support some of your weight. All right?"
    He nodded, shifted, and managed to stand, only leaning slightly against her. "Is he—is he still out there?" His words were slurred, which meant shock was imminent. She had to get him out of here now.
    "Yes." She moved toward the door and the stairs, careful to keep her arm around him. "But he won't have made it back to the garage."
    She wasn't entirely certain, but she was banking on the fact that their assailant would assume she'd stay by the window, effectively cutting him off from crossing the yard to the garage. Eventually, he'd figure out how to make his way to the back of the building, but hopefully by then they'd be out the back door and onto Reece's boat.
    The house was situated at the end of an inlet of water, allowing for a boathouse and dock. Reece's pride and joy was his ocean-rigged sports cruiser. Rechristened Antigua in honor of the island where they'd spent their honeymoon, it was the one thing he'd insisted on keeping in the divorce settlement. The only reason it was still here was that he'd been unable to find the right berth elsewhere.
    Nothing was good enough for his baby.
    Well, he could have it—as soon as she and Martin managed to get it out to sea and away from whoever the hell was trying to gun them down.
    Martin's head jerked and he slumped against her shoulder. "Martin?" She slapped his cheeks and was rewarded with a groan. "You've got to stay with me. We're going to try and get to the boat."
    He sucked in a ragged breath and righted himself. "I can make it." He swayed slightly but held his ground; she tightened her arm around him, careful to keep her right arm free. Martin's eyes widened as he noticed the gun for the first time. "You know how to use that?"
    "Yeah. I do." Something in her tone either placated him or frightened him into complete silence. Either way she hadn't time for further explanation. "Come on. Let's go." They headed for the stairs, moving slower than she would have liked, but finally reaching the landing. Struggling to keep her balance, she supported him as they moved sideways down the stairs.
    The bottom landing was their most vulnerable spot. At that point, they'd be visible from practically the entire backyard.
    She stopped on the next to last step. "I need you to concentrate." She spoke slowly, waiting until she was certain he'd heard and understood. "We're going to need to run past the doorway and into the other bay." The garage's second door was closed, and if they could make it there, that should provide the cover they needed to duck out the back and into the boathouse.
    "I'll give it my best." Martin's voice was weak, but there was determination reflected in his eyes.
    "All right. I'll count three and we'll go."
    Martin nodded, his gaze trained on the shadowy back wall and the boathouse door.
    "One...two... three ..." They shot off the step and headed for the safety of the opposite side of the garage. The report from the assailant's gun echoed through the building, signaling that he was too close for comfort. Simone pushed Martin forward and pivoted to get off a shot, turning then to sprint after her brother-in-law.
    They moved together again, her arm around him as they headed across the remaining distance to the boat house door. Yanking it open, she shoved Martin through, turned to fire again and then ducked after him, slamming the door to the sound of bullets spattering against metal.
    Score one for fireproof doors.
    After hitting the switch to open the boathouse doors, she helped Martin on board the gently rocking cruiser, and then