Read Online The Touch of Her Hands [The Wind River Pack 3] (Siren Publishing Classic) by Missy Martine - Free Book Online

We caught one of them, but this one managed to get away.”
    Alvara sighed. “Jorge questioned him, Zack. I’m so sorry, but they followed me down here. I guess they never really believed that I didn’t know where she was and they’ve been watching me all this time.”
    Zack groaned. “And when we teamed up it must have seemed like fate.”
    “You will have to take her away from here now,” said Jorge. “She can’t stay. It would not be safe.”
    “You can’t take the bus back to Cartagena, either,” said Ernesto. “We don’t really know how many of them there are, so it wouldn’t be safe. Your only chance is to get on that plane and have some protection meeting you in Miami.”
    Jorge nodded. “You can take the south trail down the mountain. I’ll arrange for you to pick up a car in Killente. With a map, you’ll make it back to Cartagena fine.”
    Alvara said, “There are several flights to Miami daily. That should give you plenty of time to drive there, barring any trouble.”
    “You’re not coming with us?” asked Zack.
    Alvara shook his head. “I’m gonna try a little disinformation. I’ll make sure I’m seen all over Medellin and book some flights for all of us at the end of the week. With any luck, they’ll stick around here chasing their tails as they trail after me.” He pulled the backpack off his shoulders. “I brought you some firepower to tide you over. You’ll have to ditch it in Cartagena before you get to the airport, but there’s a note in the bag telling you where you can leave it safely.” He pulled out a couple of handguns and a rifle, and passed them to Zack. “There’s plenty of ammo here.” He handed over the backpack. “Stay off the main road and you should be okay.”
    Jorge pulled out a map and laid it over a large rock. “This is the route you should take.”
    Aurelia peered over Zack’s shoulder and bit back a curse. She knew the area they were suggesting.
    “That’s a pretty bad trail you’ve sent them on,” said Ernesto. “It takes them through the middle of drug-smuggling central, not to mention the local guerillas are still fighting one another.”
    “It’ll be fine,” Zack said. “As long as I’ve got firepower, we’ll do okay.”
    Ernesto looked at Aurelia. “I don’t want you to go.”
    She walked over to him and slipped her arms around his waist, hugging him close to her body. “I’ll always be thankful you got me out of that prison they’d locked me up in. I’d never have made it out of the country if it hadn’t been for you. But, now it’s time for me to move on and start living my life, Ernesto. I’ll always love you like a brother, but it’s time I met my destiny now.”
    Ernesto moved back, not bothering to hide the tears in his eyes. He smiled at her tenderly, put a kiss on her cheek, and then turned and walked away.
    Jorge patted her shoulder. “Don’t worry, little one. He’ll be fine. I’ll watch over him. Now, you go and be happy.”
    Zack shook Alvara’s hand. “I can’t thank you enough.”
    Alvara nodded toward Aurelia. “She accepted you, everything about you?”
    Zack glanced at Jorge who frowned. “She accepted everything, but we’re taking things slowly as we get to know one another.”
    Alvara pulled him into a hug. “Then I’m truly happy for you, my friend. Maybe someday I’ll come and visit you on your mountain in Wyoming and see these wondrous things myself.”
    “You’ll always be welcome, my friend.” Zack glanced at the dead body and then looked at Jorge. “I don’t know your laws here. Will you be in trouble for killing him? Do I need to make some kind of formal statement?”
    Jorge shrugged. “No one will ever know about him. He’ll disappear like all the other hombres in the area that are up to no good. The two of you need to hurry. It will take several hours for you to hike down to the village.” He handed Zack a second backpack. “This is some supplies, along with food. Aurelia has