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Over here!” she waved her arms.
    With an almighty crash, Rayne was spear-tackled to the ground from behind just in time to hear a thick shot of bullets blast where her torso should have been. Rayne gasped for air from under Ben’s crushing body.
    “You hurt?” Ben hissed into her ear. “No? Good, this place has gone to fucking hell and we need to get out of here. Come with me.”
    Ben yanked Rayne up and half dragged her through the rainforest. The bikes were still around, but making it back up the slope and sighting their quarry was virtually impossible. “They’ll have to circle back and guess where we’ve gone,” Ben explained.
    Just as they reached the hire shack for the canoes--which was now deserted--there was a peppering of bullets and the wide, ancient trees next to them exploded. Rayne instinctively stepped back and grabbed Ben, pulling him away in time to see a large crossbow arrow split a neighboring sapling. There was another crash, and a figure in camouflage leapt out from the undergrowth, pulling Ben down. In a flurry of fists and kicks, Rayne could see that Ben was out of his depth with this raging killer. Instinctively, she rushed over to the hire shack, grabbed a double-ended paddle and charged back to the fray, bringing the blade of one paddle down hard on the foe’s head with a mighty roar. The attacker slumped and collapsed onto the ground, leaving Ben gasping for air. With no attackers watching them, Rayne dragged Ben toward the shack, lifted an unlocked roller door and shoved him underneath before climbing in. Luckily, there were no staff members hiding inside.
    “What the hell is going on here? And who are you?” Rayne snapped out the words, carefully trying to tend to the cuts that opened on Ben’s face. “Ben?”
    “I’m…I’m not Ben. My real name is Malcolm Derby. I’m an investigative journalist here to find out what’s going on, and I think I know what’s happening.” It had flowed from Ben/Malcolm’s tongue so easily that Rayne stopped what she was doing and sat back on her heels.
    “ What? ”
    “How did you get invited?” he asked, wincing from the pressure she applied to his wounded face.
    “I accidentally picked up a card dropped by a woman at a train station.”
    Ben/Malcolm nodded at Rayne’s confession. “That makes a lot of sense now. You’re not like the rest of them.” He looked up deeply into Rayne’s eyes. Ben/Malcolm went to move, but a searing pain rippled through his side and he hugged his ribs.
    “Shit, let’s have a look.” Rayne started unbuttoning Malcolm’s shirt to expose his sculpted body. The exploding wood had ripped into his skin, and there were obvious signs of bruising from his fist-fight. Rayne saw a flask of water nearby and cloth. Grabbing both she dampened the cloth and started to gently clean the wounds.
    It was several awkward moments before Malcolm broke the silence. “I loved that dress, by the way,” he murmured. “As did half of the room.”
    “You’re not dying yet; you can save the petty lies.”
    “Honest, half the room couldn’t keep their eyes off of you. I was hoping to chat with you sooner, but Billie swooped in. I sort of resigned to thinking you were an airhead when that happened. I’m glad you changed my mind when you came back.”
    Rayne blushed. No one had ever sounded so thankful to be in her company before.
    “This is quite a view you know. It’s not every day I find myself straddled by a woman who’s ripped open my shirt. It’s definitely up there in my top five experiences.”
    “Oh really?” Although Rayne was focusing on cleaning his wounds, she couldn’t help that her hands wandered somewhat freely over Malcolm’s torso. It was making cleaning a slower process.
    “Hmm-mmm, it’s almost worth going back to the waterfall to compare a second time--that is, if you’re up for the experiment.”
    “Well,” Rayne had to focus to keep her voice even, “I would need to insist on several