Chapter 5
The air rushed out of her lungs. The first thing she noticed were his eyes. Forest green like the jungle around them. His face was covered in brown and green paint. A hat covered his head, so she couldn’t see his hair color. He wore green fatigues and green gloves. To blend in. He was a soldier in every sense of the word. Her fingers itched to touch him. To see if he was real. He looked real. He’d killed a man. She should be upset by that. Savannah was in the business of saving lives, not ending them and yet she couldn’t be angry he’d done it to save hers.
“Thank you,” she said. Her own voice startling her. She didn’t even know she said it. Her brain was not working. What was wrong with her? She wasn’t interested in a man right now. She had to get to her father and work at the
