Page 27 of Depths of Destruction

I rise and cross my arms, waiting for him to tell me something that can help me.

Andre says, "Let me think."

"This isn't your problem. I need to go." I push past him.

"What about Emilia?"

I freeze.

"What do you think your corrupt leaders will do to her when they can't find you?"

"You...you would deliver her?" I gape in shock.

He would put Emilia in harm's way?

"No. But you need to cool it for a minute so I can figure this out."

Silence.

Stop being an emotional basket case.

Can I really trust him to help me?

I have no choice.

So far, he's done nothing for me not to trust him.

I can't let anything happen to Emilia.

"Emilia is coming with me." I take two steps, but he gets in front of me.

"Naomi, stop moving," he growls.

Helplessness, fear, and anxiety fill my soul, and tears fall down my cheeks.

He embraces me again and kisses my head. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you."

"You didn't." I sniffle, attempting to pull it together.

His arms tug me closer, and he speaks into my hair. "Give me a moment to come up with a solution. This doesn't just involve you. Not one of you can go back to your governments. Something is off. The guys and I already spoke earlier."

I tilt my head up. "You did?"

"Yes. But we need to figure this out strategically. We've always delivered our targets. Give us a chance to put a plan together."

"All of us girls can go together. Tell me where the coordinates are, and we'll go around them."

He furrows his brows. "You aren't running around the jungle alone."

"Andre, this isn't your problem. Just tell Interpol we left in the middle of the night or something."

His eyes burn into mine. "You aren't leaving this campsite without me."

"You'll lose your job over this. Everything you've worked for could be jeopardized."

His jaw clenches. A resilient expression appears on his face, as if I shouldn't doubt or mess with him.

He only gets sexier.