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looked to the larger man for guidance.  When he nodded his head, the soldiers backed up and rounded up the others.  The man who threw the knife was placed in a different vehicle from the others and whisked off to some unknown detention facility. 
    Isla could see that the knife wound was deep and already blood was seeping out and soaking his shirt.  “Can I come closer and help you?” she asked cautiously, the night making it hard to see the man’s face so she couldn’t read his expression.  “I don’t care what your political affiliation, I’m just here to help you tend to the wound.” Why did the man look so familiar?
    The man put his hands on his hips and stood there staring at her for a long moment.   Finally, he waved her closer and Isla was stunned that he could have so much movement with the knife still sticking out of his shoulder. 
    When she was closer, she realized that she knew this man!  He was the one who had been at the wedding, the one who had noticed her shoes! 
    He smiled as soon as she recognized him and her body s tarted tingling with excitement, and something she couldn’t easily define. 
    “At least you’re wearing the same shoes this time,” his deep, husky voice said as she got closer. 
    She took a deep breath, forcing herself to think only about the wound and making sure he didn’t lose too much blood.  “You disappeared earlier today.  I guess you had more important things to do than sit around and eat delicious food?” she quipped, smiling nervously up at him while she tried to get a better look at his knife wound.  “Will you let me tend to that?  You’ll still need to get to a doctor, but I can at least stop the bleeding.”
    Sheik Hussan El-Hamin watched as the beautiful woman dressed from head to toe in black approached.  His soldiers were wary of this woman, but Hussan had been looking for this team for months, wondering how they got into the center of all the crises so easily.  He’d had no idea that a woman was part of the team.  And a woman who was royalty at that!
    He’d first gotten word of her benevolent team about a yea r ago but they were so stealthy and aware of every movement the police were going to do.  He was impressed by their work and didn’t mean them harm.  Just the opposite in fact.   He wanted to hire them on full time, to give them the government protec tion they deserved.  People who could organize like this and make such a difference, create so much good will with the local populations, they could be a huge asset to his country and help everyone get back to where they were a decade ago, before this ridiculous war tore the country apart. 
    “What are you going to do?” he asked as he looked down at her , seeing the fear in her lovely eyes and trying to figure out how to dissipate that nervousness .  She was definitely a tiny little thing, barely reaching his shoulder although he knew that he was tall for a man.  She smelled good too, he thought ridiculously.  Not like perfume though.  She just smelled….. good .  He couldn’t really put a definition to the scent but it turned him on, making his body react. 
    Isla looked up at him and suddenly she was more than nervous.  A flash of terror washed over her and she was stunned by its intensity .  She didn’t understand why or what had caused it though.  She’d helped dozens of others, male and female who were in need of emergency medical attention.  Why was this man’s knife wound so intimidating? 
    He recognized the increased fear and wasn’t sure what had caused it.  Nothing really had changed, but he sensed that something inside of her had shifted.  “Are you okay?” he asked softly, ignoring the soldiers that were efficiently moving around the area.
    Isla looked up into his dark eyes, then back down again.  “Yes,” she whispered. “Would you mind sitting down?  You’re a bit taller than I’m used to.”
    Hussan almost smiled, but he complied by moving