Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

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288 Rescue or Trap? (Winona)

The voices outside get louder, someone's prying the vin door open. I glance at Cass; she's barely conscious, leaning against the van wall. Her head is still bleeding through the makeshift bandage 1 wrapped around her forehead, Sweat beads down her face, and her breathing is shallow.

She needs some proper medical attention.

I can't tell if the people outside are friends or foe. Gus told me to look for the symbol, but there's been nothing Nexus Global team Gus mentioned.

D far. Nothing on the guy in here with us, and nothing indicating these voices belong to the

Who are they? Cartel? Or Gus's team?

I clutch the large semi-automatic rifle tighter in my hand. If it's Nexus Global, we're safe. But if it's not...

I hold the butt of the gun against my shoulder in readiness for the wrong side opening that door.

Hang on, Cass," I whisper, brushing some of her damp hair out of her face. Her eyes flicker open for a moment. "Stay with me."

She nods.

The sound of metal groaning as the door is wrenched open makes my breath catch in my throat. I freeze, waiting for the door to fully open, ready to react.

The door swings wide, and in the dim light, I see two men standing there. I aim my gun at them, and they have rifles trained in on us. Their eyes scanning the interior of the van before landing on me and Cass. "Who the hell are you?" I demand, trying to keep my voice steady, my fingers tight on the gun.

One of the men steps forward. "We're here to get you out," he says, his voice low but authoritative. He raises his hands slightly, showing he's not reaching for his weapon.

"Why do you have weapons pointed at us?"

his own blood, "...

don't move. "Prove

pulls out a small card from his pocket. In the faint light, I see the symbol. The one Gus

can keep this gun and they believe I believe them, I think we'll be okay for

of here," the man continues. "We need to move

She won't be able to move on her own. "She

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forward, kneeling beside Cass. keep my gun on him. He checks her pulse, then nods at me. "She'll make it, but we need to hurry."

not

know she's got the best temporary care I

the water and let her drink. I'll have

to help. I'm Tom." The guy who showed me

gun

the water bottle to Cass's mouth and

as he passes the bottle to me. I use one hand to drink from it, not taking my

Cass's makeshift bandage and rinses the wound. "I think

compress and wraps the bandage around tight and secure. "Let's go before we get heat on

nod. "Can you

"I think so."

in pain as I guide her out, her legs shaky beneath her. I keep a firm grip on her arm and the gunas we step onto the rough ground outside. Tom and his

"What now?"

a few miles from here," the first man says, keeping his voice low. "We'll take you there

are still screaming

get

into the back of the jeep and Cass is beside me. The terrain is rough for a while and then

are at a dirt airstrip