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her father is not above board honest. Get some research done. I’m going to try to make the plane before nightfall. We’ll be coming in hot so make sure we don’t have any unwelcome visitors when we land.” He had barely finished his sentence when another round of gunfire came their way. He snapped the phone shut and secured it while returning fire. “Let’s go!” He grabbed her hand and pulled her up. She wasn’t up for long before she took a bullet in the outer portion of her upper thigh.
     
    “Oh God!”
     
    He knelt before her. “It’s a single entry—one bullet only, with no exit wound. The bullet is still in there. We have to keep moving.”
     
    “I can’t,” she cried.
     
    He couldn’t take the time to work on her injury. They had to move. He covered himself from another round of bullets before the man firing at him came into sight. He was definitely not a villager. That was an American, he was sure of that, and he was wearing military garb. That didn’t mean he was in the military. More like a militia. Alex took the kill shot, allowing them a chance to move before anybody else showed up. He tossed Carissa over his shoulder and ran with her. His jeep wasn’t that far away. They had to make it. They would make it. He was going to carry her because she couldn’t run on that leg and he couldn’t afford for her injury to slow them down.
     
    His first priority was safety. Once he got her on the plane he could deal with taking care of her wound. He kept moving, knowing there were more behind him. He was sure of that because the gunfire had come from different angles. When he finally reached the area where he left the jeep he lowered Carissa to the ground and then removed the covering he had used to hide the jeep from anybody passing overhead. He tossed it and opened the door. “Come on,” he pulled her up and she hobbled to the car.
     
    “I can do it,” she assured him.
     
    “Do it faster,” he said right before another shot rang out; this one hit her in the back of her arm. He turned swiftly with weapon in hand and took several shots at the man who had shot her. The only thing left to do was get her in the car and get out of there before anybody else showed up. He pushed her into the vehicle, slammed the door and quickly got to the other side. He settled himself behind the wheel and took off toward the airstrip.
     
    He contacted the pilot and told him he was coming in hot, to get the plane started because they wouldn’t have much time. There were too many of them, and he knew that. Something in his gut told him Carissa had been right. There was no way this was anything other than what she had said it was. Knowing that made him angry. He would find a way to bring her father down, but first he had to find a way to save her. She was going into shock.
     
    He slammed on the breaks, jumped out of the car and hoisted her over his shoulder again. He dashed up the steps of the jet. Once he was in he dumped her in a seat before helping secure the door closed. Julian started moving immediately. That was his job; Alex’s job was to save Carissa and he was going to do it.
     
    He pulled out the emergency kit and went to work. The second bullet wasn’t a through and through either. He was going to have to dig it out and he couldn’t completely put her out. He opened a pack of painkillers and popped one into her mouth before grabbing a bottle of water, opening it, and helping her drink. She coughed and sputtered.
     
    “Stay with me, honey.” He brushed his hand through her hair as he reclined the seat so that he could work on her. He attended to her leg first because she was losing the most blood from there. He was thankful the bullet hadn’t gone too deep. Once he had it dug out and the wound as secure as possible he rolled her over and set about digging the bullet out of the back of her arm. She moaned and groaned at the pain once again. There wasn’t much he could do about that. He knew she