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They’re just kids.”
    Coop lifted my chin, holding my face and staring deeply into my eyes. “Get in the boat. I will find Servario. Or better yet, we leave him behind and let him sort this out on his own. He has connections enough to get out.”
    I almost nodded, almost taking the path of least resistance, but the idea that I left the dead driver in the car made me shake my head. “I have to go back. I sprung a trap and left him there to be blamed for it all.”
    Coop rolled his beautiful blue eyes. “He has hung you out to dry tons of times. You owe him. Let’s go.”
    “Right.” I stepped back. “But that's not me. I wouldn't ever leave someone behind. I don't believe in leaving someone to fend for themselves. I’m not you or Servario.” I turned and ran back into the dark toward the kids. “Go to the boat. These are American agents. They will take you to safety.”
    I fled, hearing footsteps behind me on the sidewalk when I got back up there. My feet burned and ached from running barefoot, but I had endured worse pain than that before. At least I had worn a comfortable dress. I stopped at a busy streetlight, the one we had gotten lucky with on the way to the beach. Luce caught up with me. She huffed next to me, making me feel better about my fitness level as I wheezed and waited for the light.
    “So, what was that?”
    I glanced up at her, marveling at how pretty and yet totally badass she was. “Which part could you possibly be referring to?”
    “The whole ditching Coop, flying away with Servario again, and then deciding to leave Coop on a beach with a bunch of teenagers.”
    “Right.” I nodded, crossing when the light had turned. “That part.” I passed a gun toward her when we got to the other side of the street. “Servario told me we were meeting you, Jack, and Coop in Dubai. Then we got here and he said we were meeting you guys in Europe. He had a plan, we went to a club and I killed the driver, and now I’m here.”
    She glanced back at the beach. “You freed those kids from a brothel?”
    “Yeah.” I shuddered. “And left Servario in there with the bad guys, after killing our driver. I left him in a trap that's about to be sprung.”
    “Oh shit,” she mumbled.
    “Yup,” I muttered as I followed the map on my phone in reverse to the car. When we got to the Mercedes I stopped and looked in the window at the dead man on the floor of the car. It was hard to see him with the bright lights of the city shining in, but when I leaned over and let my shadow cover the window I could view him perfectly.
    Luce leaned over the window with me, and I had to admit having her there made me feel better. “Creepy. The car hasn't been towed or noticed. How’d you do it?”
    “Stabbed him in the temple with my hairpin.”
    She snorted. “Nice.”
    We turned and I pointed at the alley. “This way.” We hurried along the backstreet to the large building. I was scared they had discovered their dead guard, but he still lay there as dead as before.
    “You are getting very badass, Evie. Very badass,” she said quietly as we crept inside and down the long corridor. When we got to the porn room, I handed her a handgun.
    “Is that a grenade in your tits?”
    “Yeah.” I nodded and snuck around the corner to the long hall with the doors. Each one was still closed, concealing a dead man or woman inside. When we got to the room with the cards and guns, I lifted a finger to my lips and nodded. Men chuckled, sounding more drunk since I had been there an hour or so ago.
    I glanced in the doorway, catching a glimpse of three men and Servario. The Harry guy was gone though.
    Luce lifted her gun, sneaking a peek. She took a deep breath and snuck into the room, holding her gun out. I aimed at the man to Servario’s right as she shot the man to the left and the man in the middle. Servario was up, grabbing Luce until he saw her face. He swayed slightly, stumbling a bit. He was drunk. He smiled when he saw me,