Chapter 6
Anton had picked up Katie’s trail just here last night.
Land’s End Airport lay behind them. The heat signature of her footsteps had faded, then been erased by the morning sunlight, but he could walk the path blindfolded. Could still picture her lying prone at the edge of the wood in front of the badger holes. The fine promise of the exceptional view from behind had definitely delivered on the woman from the front.
“What was that guy photographing?”
“What guy?” Jesse asked him.
“The one I tossed through the pub door.”
“Dang. I missed that?” Then like the sap the cowboy was, he grinned at Hannah. “Still totally worth it,” making very clear exactly what they’d been doing before coming down for a drink last night.
And despite being Delta Force-trained like Ricardo, Hannah retu
