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no acknowledgment that he recognized her.
'Tama isn't doing a very good job, Kim," Rio said, but Rachael could see him visibly relax, although he
did not put away the gun. "Signal him to come in." He lifted his head and coughed, a peculiar grunting
cough that sounded much like that of animals Rachael had heard in the distance when she was trekking
through the forest.
Kim called out loudly in another dialect, his voice raised and harsh, but when he turned back, he was
smiling at Rachael. "Miss Wilson, it is good to see that you made it out of the river alive. Your apparent
demise caused quite an uproar."
Rachael glanced guiltily at Rio. She'd forgotten she had come to the rain forest as Rachael Wilson. Rio
grinned at her, taunting male amusement that gave her the urge to do violence.
"How nice to meet you, Miss Rachael Los Smith-Wilson," Rio said with a slight bow. "How fortunate
that Kim remembered your name for you.''
"Oh shut up," Rachael replied rudely. "Kim, you're hurt. If you bring Rio's medical kit over here, I'll see if
I can clean those lacerations."
"You just sit there and don't move, Miss Wilson," Rio said. "Kim can stay where he is, and when Tama
and Drake come in, I'll fix him up. He doesn't need a woman fussing over him" He was ashamed of the
tightness in his gut, the knots lying heavy in his belly. The black jealousy the males of his kind could
experience. He fought down the natural inclination but couldn't help the small, involuntary move that
flushed him out of the advantage of the shadows and into the open as he placed himself slightly in front of
Rachael.
Kim spread his fingers wide as if to show he held no weapons. His brother came into the room grinning
sheepishly. "Sorry, Kim, I slipped on the wet branch and nearly fell. I was so busy saving my own life, I
couldn't very well save yours." He glanced at Rachael and then at Rio, then looked down at the gun in
Rio's hand. "Getting a little overprotective, aren't you?"
"Getting a little old to be slipping off a perfectly wide branch, aren't you?" Rio countered, but he was
clearly listening for something outside the house.
With the door open, Rachael could easily hear the sudden change in the rhythm of the forest. Where
there had been warning shrieks and calls and cries, now the forest once more vibrated with its natural
sounds. The barking of deer, the croaking of frogs, the humming and twittering of insects and cicadas.
There was always the continual call of birds, different notes, different songs, but all in harmony with the
flutter of the wind and muffled and continual patter of rain.
Franz stood up and - stretched, flattened his ears and hissed, facing toward the door. Rio coughed again,
the sound slightly different. "Tama, toss a pair of pants to Drake. He doesn't need to come in and scare
the hell out of Miss Wilson."
"Stop calling me that," Rachael snapped. "And why didn't Drake, whoever he is, wear clothes?"
"He didn't know he'd be in the company of a woman," Rio answered, as if that somehow cleared up the
question. Drake Donovan was tall and blond and swaggered in, dressed in a pair of Rio's pants and
nothing else but a grin. His chest was heavily muscled, his arms thick and roped and powerful, built much
like Rio. His grin widened when he saw Rachael. "No wonder you weren't answering your radio, Rio.
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Rachael was suddenly conscious of her appearance, her uncombed unruly mop of hair and no makeup,
with the four men staring at her. She lifted one hand to tidy her hair. Rio caught her wrist and pulled her
hand to his hip. "You look fine, Rachael." His voice was gruff. He glared at Drake as if he had accused
Rachael of looking bad.
"Hey," Drake spread his hands out in front of him with innocence. "I think she looks great. Especially for
a dead woman. Kim thought you might have drowned in the river, but I see you were rescued by our
resident jungle man."
"Quit trying to be charming," Rio said. "It doesn't suit you."
Rachael smiled at the blond. "I think it suits you very well."
Rio pressed her hand tightly against his hip, as if he were holding her to him. "What happened, Kim?"
"We were taken prisoner by Tomas Vien and bis people. They were not after the medical supplies or
even the ransom as we first thought." Kim looked at Rachael. "They were looking for Miss Wilson. They
had pictures of her."
When Rachael stirred, Rio squeezed her hand, signaling her to stay silent. "How is it you managed to get
away from them?"
Drake looked at Rio sharply, his strange eyes narrowing, but he said nothing.
Kim glanced at his brother. "I didn't make the meeting with my father. It was for a special ceremony my
family knew I wouldn't miss unless something happened."
Tama nodded. "My father was very worried. There had been talk all up and down the river about the
bandits and how they were looking for someone and if anyone harbored her they would be killed. Our
people were warned. When Kim didn't return, my father sent me looking for him. I sent out a call and
Drake was close, so he came along to help me track Kim."
"I called you on the radio." Drake picked up the story. "I knew you'd want to know Kim was missing
and help us track him, but you didn't answer, so I was worried about you. Obviously unnecessarily"
"My radio is out of commission," Rio said tersely. "It took a bullet."
"Fritz is injured." Drake moved toward the small cat, but Franz paced back and forth in front of the
wounded leopard and showed his saber-like teeth in warning.
Drake made a face at the clouded leopard but moved away from the agitated cat. "So you ran into
trouble."
Rio shrugged. "Nothing I couldn't handle. You helped Tama pull Kim out of the bandit's camp?" He
glanced toward the snarling cat. "Franz, settle down or go outside."
Franz hissed in warning but curled up around Fritz, eyes staring at the intruders.
Drake nodded, all the while keeping a wary eye on the clouded leopard. "Kim was in bad shape. They
didn't believe him that she'd gone overboard into the river. He was beaten."
Rachael made a small, strangled sound. Rio slid his thumb over the back of her hand in a soothing
gesture.
"They beat everyone, even the woman," Kim reported grimly. He looked at Rachael. "They aren't going [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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