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She blinked. “Yes.”

“We’re Hunter Squad.”

There was relief on her face.

“I’ve got another one,” Marc yelled.

I glanced over and saw him cutting into a cocoon. He freed a sobbing man.

I helped Kitt free of the cocoon and she stumbled, trying to catch her balance. Then she saw the other man.

“Harry.” She ran over to hug him.

“Open all the cocoons,” Jameson barked.

I cut into the next cocoon. A kangaroo fell out. It was dead.

The next one was a short, stocky man. He slid to the ground, deathly still. He wasn’t breathing.

“Chris!” Kitt cried.

“Where’s North?” Jameson dropped down beside the man.

My chest hitched. Where was North? I hadn’t seen him in the fight. “He was behind me earlier.”

“I didn’t see him during the fight,” Kai said.

Oh God. Where was he?

Jameson started CPR on the man. Finally, he shook his head. “He’s gone.”

Kitt stifled a sob.

“Marina.” Harry said. “And Gus. We have to find them.”

God, we’d have to tell them about Gus.

“Everyone keep checking the cocoons.” Jameson touched his ear. “North, respond. North?”

Panicked flutters filled me. Where was he? He wouldn’t just leave.

Not of his own accord.

A crushing sensation hit me. I couldn’t lose him.

I’d lost my mother. I’d lost my father. I had a big extended family, but I’d lost the people who were mine. Who cared most about me.

I couldn’t lose North.

When he looked at me, he saw me. He wanted me in a way no one ever had before. He was mine. I felt that deep in my heart.

Jameson gripped my shoulder. “We’ll find him. North is the most resourceful person I know.”

I nodded.

“Marina?” Kitt yelled. “Marina?”

I heard a vague noise. Pushing down the sharp-edged panic inside me, I hurried over to another cocoon and cut it open.