Page 64 of The Hero She Loves

“What is it?” she asked.

“It’s the same amount of time between the shots.”

Her brows drew together. “What?”

He rose but stayed low. “Follow me. Stay behind me.”

Cautiously, he raced out of cover and ducked into the trees. Jenna stayed one step behind him.

Using the trees for cover, they approached Olson’s location. There were more gunshots. Olson was still firing at the rocks where they’d been hiding.

They circled through the trees, and then Park cursed.

“What the hell?” Jenna said.

A handgun was set up on a stand. They moved in closer, and Park looked around, aiming his gun at the trees. There was no sign of Olson.

A second later, the gun fired again.

He’d rigged it to fire on a timed interval. Park cursed again.

“He set this up. To give himself a head start.”

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Jenna followed behind Parker, stepping slowly and cautiously. They’re both searching for any more booby-traps.

Inside, she was churning with anger. Olson was playing with them. Like this was a damn game.

She blew out a breath. But he was close. They could catch him. Theywouldcatch him.

She hated that they had to move at a snail’s pace.

“We must be clear of any traps by now,” she said.

“We don’t know that.” Park’s tone was low and clipped.

“Park, we’ll lose him. It’s worth the risk.”

His gaze locked on her face. “No. It’s not.”

She reached out and touched his arm. “We’re clear. We need to run him down. Owen is still ten minutes out.”

A muscle worked in his jaw. “Dammit.”

“Come on.”

He nodded. “Avoid any piles of leaves, or any disturbed earth?—”

“Got it.”

Park broke into a fast lope, and Jenna rushed to keep up with him. They raced through the trees. A branch slapped at her arm,and she ignored it. In places, she and Park leaped over piles of leaves and dried branches.

Her chest was heaving a little when they finally reached a clearing. Park jerked to a halt.

“Stop.”

She obeyed instantly. That spooky sixth sense of his… She was coming to depend on it.