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"No. Emilia wouldn't...why?"

"Nothing is going to get figured out right now. We can work on that later. Let me talk to a doctor so I know what's happening with you."

"Don't worry. I'll be fine, now you're back. Everything will be fine."

"Bacterial meningitis is serious, Naomi."

"Just wait a few more minutes. You just got here. Javier called twice. Did you see your brother?"

"Yes, I did." He kisses me, his eyes twinkling. "And as soon as we get out of here, I'm going to show you my Julia Child skills."

"Julia Child?"

His lips twitch. "Yep. I think my Rambo skills are sharp enough. I decided to brush up on some other things."

"Is that right?"

"Yep. I've been thinking about something else, too."

"What's that?"

Heat fills his eyes. "We need to make an appointment at the eye doctor when you're better. I think it's time we got you a new pair of cat-eye glasses."

Epilogue

Andre

One Month Later

Naomi's been homefrom the hospital for several weeks. They caught her bacterial meningitis early enough. She doesn't seem to have any of the long-term damage some patients develop.

Emilia and Malin are still missing. Dirk, Hunter, and Axel still haven't shown up.

I've communicated with Kalim. He's running several teams across Central America. Interpol deployed them to find the guys. All the intel indicates they are still there, but there are no guarantees.

Zoe is back on tour. Intel has requested the Mexican government produce her to be questioned since she was the last one to see Dirk. So far, they aren't cooperating with Interpol's requests, and she's not had any interviews.

Naomi looks up her tour schedule. "They have her performing almost every night for the next three months, and she's scheduled to perform for several embassy parties in Mexico, Venezuela, Panama, Costa Rica, Colombia, Guatemala, and Belize. Something is going on behind closed doors."

I cross my arms and sigh. "I wish Dirk would surface."

Her voice lowers. "Andre, do you think he could be dead?"

My mind doesn't want to go there. It's possible, but I can't fathom it. "Dirk knows how to hide and survive better than any of us. He'll show up."

Naomi looks at the screen then back at me. "Can't Interpol do something to rescue her? She's not with them under her own free will. I know she isn't."

"We both know that, but Interpol doesn't have proof, or if they do, they aren't willing to go against the Mexican government. They were going to send her back there, remember?"

"There has to be something we can do," Naomi insists.

"Baby, I'm sorry, but right now, there isn't. We need to wait and see what unfolds before we jump into anything."

I wish any of my guys would appear. The longer they are gone, the more worried I become. But there isn't anything I can do right now except wait.

I want to take Naomi to my house in France, but until Emilia's and the other guys' whereabouts are confirmed, Naomi and I won't leave Bermuda.

We go upstairs. Naomi gets dressed for a therapy session with Sloane. After her session, we plan on spending a day in the sun.