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    Drantos watched the sister inject the woman in his arms with a small syringe. Then he looked at his brother, attempting to conceal his rage and dismay.
    These women were the granddaughters of their worst enemy. He knew his brother hated Decker even more than he did, which was the only reason why Kraven would even contemplate killing the obviously helpless sisters.
    Decker Filmore had sent a woman to seduce Kraven months before, and then she’d attempted to murder him. She’d failed, but it had left his brother with a hair-trigger abhorrence toward any females associated with Decker’s clan.
    Drantos didn’t blame him for being leery. It would be unnerving to have a woman attempt to stab him in the heart during sex.
    Still, one thing was clear. The ultimate fate of the sisters wasn’t to be decided until he found out what they knew.
    He’d hate to have to kill them. But that didn’t mean he wouldn’t if he was left with no other choice.
    He peered down at the one he held in his arms. Dusti. She had pretty blue eyes, confusion and fear shining clearly in them. It was easy for him to read her emotions, but he couldn’t make sense of either. Decker had to have warned them that they might be met by the enemy. She could be faking whatever physical flaw she seemed to have just to appear weak. It could be a cunning game they played, hoping to get him and his brother to let down their guards. They wouldn’t escape, if that was their plan.
    Dusti had said her mother was the tie to that family, and he tried to remember details about Decker’s daughter, but Antina Filmore had run away from her father shortly after her mother’s death. Nobody had heard from her again. It was assumed by Drantos’s clan that the girl had known or suspected her own father had murdered her mom, and she had also likely known what he had in store for her future. Antina had never resurfaced.
    It was possible she hadn’t told Dusti or Bat the truth about their grandfather. Did Antina want to save herself from the fate her father had planned for her badly enough to offer up both of her daughters instead? She could have sent them herself, making some kind of deal with Decker. He wasn’t the type to forgive anyone for what he’d consider a betrayal, but he’d bargain for something if he wanted it bad enough. The bastard was totally ruthless.
    Drantos studied the woman staring back at him with fear. She trembled in his arms and a sudden sense of protectiveness hit him.
    She was the best actress he’d ever met, if it was indeed an act. Then again, she really might not know what her grandfather had in store for her—but Drantos could guess.
    Decker would use his granddaughters to begin the bloodbath he so desperately wanted.

Chapter Two
     
    The large bonfire kept the darkness surrounding them at bay. Dusti inhaled the scent of leather coming from the oversized jacket wrapped around her. She tracked Drantos’s movements when he strode closer to the fire pit he’d dug. He’d made sure she hadn’t had a moment alone with Bat since her sister had given her the iron shot. As a matter of fact, he kept her at least ten feet away from all the other passengers, who huddled around the fire he’d lit before the sun had gone down.
    Drantos had carried Dusti off the plane and made a camp while Bat and Kraven had helped the injured off the damaged aircraft. Both pilots had died and there were no survivors in the tail section. Kraven had gone to look while Bat had been ransacking the plane for blankets and supplies. Drantos constantly watched Dusti, and her sister had gone right along with his plan to keep them separated, agreeing that Dusti should lie down to avoid fainting. Bat was worried about her.
    “Don’t say a word about what Kraven and I discussed—to your sister or anyone else,” Drantos had warned.
    She’d taken the threat to heart. He was a big man, muscled, and probably had some kind of criminal history that would be terrifying