"Hey? Hey, it's okay." He closed the distance between them and saw the tears clinging to her lashes.Coco wrapped her arms around him, but leaned her head back. "It's a lot of make-up.""I don't care. Come here." He pulled her in closer and she squeezed him tight.They stood like that for several moments. He didn't like seeing her upset, but it did sooth a part of him to know that she'd hugged him first. She took deep, shuddering breaths as she regained her composure. When she'd caught her breath, she placed her hands on his chest and tipped her chin up."Apparently I suck at the morning after stuff.""It's okay-""No, it's not. Just shut up for one second." She took a breath, her gaze never leaving his. "I'm better with animals than I am with people. When we woke up, all I wanted was an hour or two by myself to...mentally prepare for today. And instead of telling you that like a reasonable, rational person, I freaked out. I'm sorry. It was me, not you."Everything fell into pla

By the time they reached Soweto she felt like she knew Silas to some degree. She wasn't entirely certain she liked him as much as Paxton did, but she understood their bond better."Where we going?" he asked.She pulled out her phone and gave him directions."How'd you find this kid?""Cameron had references. I called and asked around.""What are you going to do if you find him?""A lot of that depends on him." She glanced at Paxton. "I didn't have a good feeling about hiring Cameron on in the beginning because of how he was acting. That doesn't mean I didn't want it to work out. There are few enough opportunities as is. I get why he did what he did.""Is this it?" Paxton peered up at a four-story apartment building."Yeah." She popped her seatbelt. "Stay in the car. I'll be back. Do not get out, okay?""I'll be right here." He placed his hands on the steering wheel.She paused and glanced at his backpack. "Are you, I mean, do you carry...?""Do I have a gun with me?" He turn

PAXTON STRETCHED HIS arm along the back of the padded bench seat, gripping the bars that protected the passengers in the safari truck. Silas and the two security guards sat facing Paxton and Coco. No one spoke, mostly because it would be too hard to be heard over the wind and engine.Back in the tent he'd turned around to say something to Silas, only to spot his best friend inches away from Coco talking at her. Paxton wanted to know what the hell had been going on, but there hadn't been a chance. The only thing that'd stopped him from demanding answers was that Coco didn't seem the least bit bothered by whatever Silas had said.There was no telling what Silas might have told her.Usually Paxton didn't mind Silas' sense of humor. Sure, they were sometimes over the line and Silas went too far with things, but he wasn't all bad. But this was Coco, and Silas didn't know her. Paxton was still very much a stranger, but he knew enough. Until she told him to back off, Coco was his girl. No,

THE SWISH OF the grass as they moved forward had Paxton cringing. It was too much noise. This was all wrong. They had to go back.He was glad to have his rifle cradled in his arms. Talking Coco into pausing long enough for him and Silas to gear up properly had nearly been a fight. If it weren't for the other guys being on their side Paxton would be out here with nothing more than a pair of SIG Sauers in hand. The sun was beginning to dip toward the horizon. There were only a few hours of daylight left and so far they hadn't seen anything other than tire tracks.It had been a long day spent in the sun trekking over rough terrain. Paxton was impressed with Coco. She'd set the pace and kept it going even through the worst of the heat, only slowing down a little.Silas drifted closer until they were walking shoulder to shoulder following Coco.He glanced at Paxton, speaking softly. "We've walked at least ten miles in a straight line with tracks a blind person could follow."Paxton cou

PAXTON HUNG BACK, following Coco as they approached a group of men on the outskirts of what looked to be a tiny village comprised of a few dozen homes. The structures were a combination of old and new. Some were circular and built from stones that looked as if they'd been dug out of the earth. The homes were topped with thatched roofs. A few had satellite dishes perched on top. Still others were a mix of cinderblock and thatch. A few others were nothing more than sheet metal over a frame.Coco began speaking to the men, her hands moving, words coming fast. He wanted to listen and understand the words coming out of her mouth. They were interspersed with pops and clicks, creating a melodic way of speaking that left him dumbfounded. He couldn't speak two languages let alone six. She turned and caught his eye, stretching out her hand toward him.Paxton took her hand, unsure what the purpose was, but allowed her to pull him forward."Hi." He nodded at the men eyeing him with interest, no