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Don’t make me change that
opinion.” Lara demanded, turning to glare at him as soon as the helicopter
passed.
    She had seen the markings on it,
and even if she hadn’t she would have recognized the sound of one of the Army’s
choppers in her sleep.
    “We are a group working to rid them
of their influence in the government and around the world. Obviously, we don’t
exactly announce that to the world in general. It seems to me, you know what
that is like.” Viper said, trying out his hunch to see if he was correct.
    With her body half on top of his
own, there was no doubt that he was correct. The energy she radiated to him
couldn’t lie to him. She pulled quickly away from him, as if knowing she was
giving away too much information to him.  
    Lara stood quickly and turned her
back to him for a moment, gathering her thoughts. She was surprised when she
heard him stand more easily behind her than he had earlier. It had to be the
adrenaline kicking in from the helicopters; she thought. It was a good time to
reach their destination.
    Grabbing his arm again, she set
them off at a faster pace and hoped they could make it to the cave before the
rush wore off both of them. Thankfully, her shoulder was numb, but without the
vicious pain to keep her awake, it was becoming increasingly difficult to
continue. She needed to rest.
    Fifty-two minutes and two more
helicopters later, they finally reached the cave. Lara breathed a sigh of
relief as she deposited Viper on a rocky shelf around thirty feet inside.
    “Wait here. I need to make sure we
have no innocent furries that we’re scaring.” Lara whispered in his ear, hoping
not to startle him in the dark.
    The man was like a rock. Most
people would be freaked out to have been led into a dark hole and left alone,
but he seemed to trust her every move and word. It… unnerved her.
    Moving further into the deep cave Lara
noticed that the only thing there that evening was a small family of possums.
The nonchalant look told Lara that they would all be safe and happy if she and
Viper stayed where she had left him.
    She saw no reason to frighten the
animals if she and Viper would be just as safe closer to the opening as they
would be farther back near the animals.
    Making her way through the dark to
Viper, she popped a light stick from her pack and activated it. Looking around
through the eerie yellow glow of the stick, she was thankful when she saw that
not much had changed since the last time she had been in here.
    Moving behind Viper, Lara pushed a
few slabs of rock out of the way and pulled a pack out of the space inside.
Laying it beside Viper, she began pulling items out of it and laying it on the
rock beside him.  
    “Here’s some water and an MRE. I’ll
get you patched up, and we’ll make you some food.” Lara said, handing him the
water and silver pouch. She quickly pulled her hand back when she felt the
electricity snapping at her the moment they touched.  
    She stared for a moment at his
green eyes, the yellow glow of the light stick making them appear to swirl with
black. His stare made her feel naked, vulnerable in a way she hadn’t felt since
John.
    Pulling her gaze away was harder
than she expected, and she almost applauded herself when she did.  
    “Thank you.” Viper said, once she
broke the connection and started going through the backpack again.
    “So, tell me about these people you
work for. Are they government?” Lara asked before putting the antiseptic on the
cut on his forearm and began cleaning the wound.
    Viper sucked in a breath at the burning
pain in his arm. He wasn’t sure what was worse, her attempts to clean it or her
ability to avoid actually touching him while she did it. He greatly preferred
her touch while they spoke, he could read her energy as clearly as the words
she wouldn’t speak.
    He had learned a lot from her in
the hours that she had led them here. Much more than she would have ever willingly
told him, he was sure. Which meant

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