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couldn´t remember, she
did remember the scars that covered his torso.  They looked nasty, and must
have been very painful at the time, but somehow, and maybe it was just her,
they didn´t detract from his looks.
                The scars made
him look like a warrior.  Not only that, but in a strange way, they kind of
reminded her of the markings of a cat.  Obviously, they were old and faded now,
but they were long and seemed to curve around his limbs and torso, just like a cat´s
pattern.
                “We can use her
as ransom to get off this island,” the black haired one said.
                Yvonne wanted to
laugh at that statement.  The very idea that anyone would pay to retrieve her
was ludicrous.  If anything, they’d be happy they didn’t have to pay her high
bill.  She’d be lucky to not be shot after her epic failure.
                The man with
sandy brown hair snorted in a guffaw, echoing her sentiments.  “What makes you
think they care about her, cousin?”
                “We should just
get rid of her and be done with it.  She was working with them and wanted to
kill us,” the blond said, crossing his arms over his chest and looking
combative.  “I don’ care how fine her ass is, she’s with them.”
                The blond had the
sound of the South in his voice.  Maybe Louisiana or Mississippi.  He was certainly
a long way from home.  She felt like kicking his ass for making that
suggestion.
                “You’re wrong,
Remy.  Those were tranquilizers she was using.  She was trying to take us all
alive.”
                “You’re thinking
with your dick, Armando, if you think those bastards will pay to get her back. 
We’re the only ones that want her.  They don’t care anymore about her than they
can throw her.  She’s just as disposable as her men,” the black haired one
spoke up.
                Armando sighed,
scrubbing a hand through five o clock shadow on his jaw.  “You’re right,
Rafael.  We have to do something, however,” Armando said.  “We can’t leave her
here at the others’ mercy.  Not everyone can control themselves as we can.”
                Remy sniffed the
air, glancing in her direction.  Yvonne closed her eyes to avoid detection.
                “Whatever that
was, it was potent,” Remy said.
                “It came from the
lab.  I’m sure of it.  If they have something that powerful at their disposal,
there’s no telling what else they have in development,” Armando replied.
                From the way he
spoke and the others reacted, it seemed to her Armando was their leader,
whether acknowledged or not.
                The fact that
they thought they could use her as a bargaining chip made her feel better that
her life wasn’t in danger.  But not much better.
                Why couldn´t they
get off the island?  What was stopping them?  They were Americans, by the sound
of them, the blond had a southern twang to his voice, the black haired one had
a Northern accent, and the other had a strange mix of Spanish-Bronx.  Either
way, they all obviously had to have a passport, so why couldn´t they get off
the island themselves?  Why the hell did they need to use her in a deal?
                She couldn’t seem
to connect the dots.  Nothing on this fucking island made any sense!  She
continued watching and listening to them, but they were just arguing about what
to do with her.  She was pretty confident, that she would be able to escape
them, some of her best guys at Star Hunts had never been able to match her in a
fight.  Remy, the blond guy, had finally wound down, as the other two were
persuading him that their way was the right way.
                Knowing that
their plans to use her for their own benefit didn´t exactly make them endearing,
she didn´t understand