Out Of Control (Troubleshooters) by Susanne Brockmann

Author:Susanne Brockmann [Brockmann, Susanne]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2011-09-23T06:16:22+00:00

Oh, my God, Savannah breathed. You werent kidding.

Freaky, huh? he said. The devil in him wanted to sit absolutely still and be completely silentlet her think he was gone. See how long it took her to panic. But even he wasnt enough of an asshole to do that to her.

I cant even tell which way is up. Her voice shook.

Are you claustrophobic? he asked. Gee, maybe if she was, hed have to sleep with her holding on to him, to help her ground herself. That would be too bad, wouldnt it?

She laughed nervously. I never thought so before, but something tells me I will be after tonight.

He could hear her moving toward him, felt her touch his leg. She sat next to him, close enough so that she could hold onto his ankle.

He reached down and took her hand, pulled her so that they were sitting shoulder to shoulder, leaning back against the trunk of a fallen tree, touching at the hips as well.

Please, she whispered, holding tightly to his hand, dont go anywhere tonight.

Ah, crap. Savannah, youve got to trust me to find my way back here. I can move around much faster without youIm not saying that to insult you or anything, so

No, she said, I know its true. Its just

Ill get you settled, take a short nap myself, then take a few hours and find the quickest route out of here. Itll be a big advantage in the morning.

She was silent, and he knew she truly didnt want him to leave her aloneand that she probably wasnt going to say another word about it.

Ah, Christ, Ken said as it started to rain again. It was the rain forest, after all. This one was less furious than the cloudbursts theyd endured throughout the day, but probably wouldnt be over as quickly, either. Son of a bitch.

Savannah was so tense next to him, he could almost feel his own shoulders tightening in sympathy. Clearly she wasnt looking forward to a night spent trying to sleep in mud puddles with snakes and bugs. But she didnt say a word.

How come you never complain about anything? he asked. Are you some kind of Zen master or something?

She exhaled a laugh at that. Whats the point of complaining? It just makes the people around you feel bad, too. Besides, if I ever feel really awful and pathetic, I just . . . think about my grandmother.

What, did she beat you with a big stick every time you whined? Ken asked.

Another nervous burst of laughter. Man, she was unbelievably tense. Still, she was talking to him. That was a good sign that her head wasnt going to explode. Yet.

No, she was a special agent for the FBI and the OSSshe started working for them during World War Two. The Nazis thought she was one of them, but she wasnt. She was a what-do-you-call-it. A double agent.

No shit?

If she had been found out, Savannah continued, they would have killed herkilled all of her mothersmy great-grandmothersfamily still living in Germany.

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