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Allie clasped her hand over her rapidly-beating heart and breathed a sigh of relief. The man at her side her a smile. “I seem to be rescuing you a lot.”
She crossed her arms over her chest and glared at him. “You and your friends, or whatever you want to call them, keep getting me into these scrapes.”
He lifted an eyebrow. “You mean Urbina?”
Allie nodded. “Yeah. She tossed me out of her cabin.”
The man laughed. “That sounds just like her, but since you happen to be out here, I could use some help.”
She shook her head. “Oh no. I’m not getting shot at and nearly drowned.”
He reached into his jacket and drew out another wallet identical to the other one which he held out to her. “This will avoid at least that.”
Allie took the item and opened the flap. The paper featured
