exactly what Drake was talking about. And she saw something else. Just for the briefest of moments she saw hope and happiness in Rio's eyes. It flickered there and was quickly covered up. 'You do know.'
'Drake has a thing about old legends. He believes in fairy tales. I don't,' Rio answered gruffly.
Drake nudged him. 'But you're beginning to. What about Maggie and Brandt? Are they a myth? You just don't want to admit when you're wrong.' He turned his attention to Rachael. 'Rio's stubborn. No one's ever been able to do a thing with him. Good luck is all I'm going to say.'
Rio groaned. 'Don't believe him, Rachael. He always has more to say. If we were lucky he'd shut up now, but it isn't going to happen.'
Kim and Tama nodded in agreement, laughing aloud as they did so.
Rachael was very aware of Rio's thumb sliding intimately back and forth over her wrist. 'Is that true, Drake?'
'Lies, all lies,' he denied, clutching his heart. 'And they call themselves my friends. I risk my life for them and this is how they repay me.'
'Poor thing,' she commiserated, trying not to laugh. Drake and Rio were such powerful, dominant-looking males, yet at that moment they looked like two boys laughing over a silly joke together. Rachael had all kinds of questions, but she put them aside until she could be alone with Rio.
'Rachael's tired,' Rio said. 'We should let her rest while we decide what we're going to do about finding this lost group of do-gooders.' He saw her swift frown and hastily retracted. 'Kidnap victims.'
Drake laughed again. 'I always wondered what could make you politically correct. It isn't a what, it's a who.'
Rachael watched the four men go out onto the verandah, leaving her with Fritz. They closed the door, but she could hear the low sound of their voices. Somehow it was reassuring to hear them as she drifted between waking and sleeping. Rain was intermittent. There would be the murmur of the wind in the trees, the flutter of leaves and the continual sound of insects and birds, of troupes of monkeys chattering back and forth as they moved through branches. The sounds crept into her dreams, familiar and soothing. The humidity was never oppressive, but rather heightened her senses, making her aware of the curves of her body, of her nerve endings, of her sexuality. She felt drops of sweat running down the valley between her breasts.
Rachael closed her eyes and Rio was there, bending his dark head toward her body, his tongue swirling over the swell of her breast, sending a shiver down her spine. Her body tightened in anticipation. He looked at her and her breath caught in her throat. There was so much love there. So much devotion. She felt tears welling up. She knew him so well, every expression, every line. When he was tired or happy or angry. She wrapped her arms around him, held him to her while they listened to the wind and rain beating softly at the window.
Rio tapped at the window, wishing he'd thought to pull the blanket aside so he could see Rachael. He was certain she'll fall asleep fast. Her leg was healing, but very slowly. He counted them lucky that she hadn't lost it. 'Tama, thank you for mixing up the herbs to heal Rachael's leg. I was worried I might not be able to save it. She was pretty sick for a while.'
'You know most of the healing plants,' Tama replied. 'This is a mixture my father uses when we must heal quickly without much pain while traveling through the forest and rivers. The river can be dangerous to open wounds. This puts a sealant over it to prevent parasites or bacteria from getting under the skin.'
'Don't worry, Rio, I made certain I left the puncture wounds open to drain,' Kim added. 'Are you going to tell us how that happened?'
'Not to mention, you look a little worse for wear yourself,' Drake pointed out.
Rio put his hand on the window, spread his fingers as if he could touch her. He felt her calling to him. There was no sound, but he knew she was there in his mind, maybe in his skin, reaching for him, separated only by the thin walls. 'I took a couple of minor hits, nothing big, getting, our last victim out. And I had the little run-in with the leopard. If you come across anyone with damage from a big cat, let me know. He's got to go for treatment somewhere.'
'You think he was after you or after the woman?'
'I thought he was sent after me at first. He was definitely tracking, but now I think maybe it was Rachael all along.'
'The reward?'
Rio's fingertips drummed on the window. 'I don't think he meant to take her out of here. I think he was going to kill her.'
Drake winced visibly. 'One of ours? We don't kill women, Rio, especially one of our women and she is. You know she is.'
'I don't know anything at this point.' Rio leaned against the railing and looked at his friends. 'Since she's been around I'm in a perpetual state of confusion.' He grinned a little sheepishly.
'Who is she Rio? Where'd she come from?' Drake asked.
Rio shrugged. 'I don't know. She doesn't talk about herself very much.' He rubbed his hands together and looked out into the darkened interior of the forest. 'I remember her. I remember everything about her. Sometimes when I'm with her, I can't tell the difference between the past and the present.'
'Does she remember you?'
'I think she does sometimes. I see it in her eyes. And she admits to being just as confused as I am.' Rio shoved both hands through his hair. 'What have you heard, Kim? Did anyone in the camp give you any information on her?'
'I'm sorry, Rio. They want that money and they'll turn the forest inside out to get it. Whoever is offering the reward wants her badly.'
'She said they wanted her dead,' Rio admitted, 'but nothing else. She didn't say why and she obviously believes they'll keep coming.'
'Anyone offering a million dollars is serious,' Drake concluded.
Kim shook his head. 'Not dead, Rio. They are not to kill her. If she is harmed in any way, the reward will not be paid. I heard Tomas talking to his men. He repeated it several times. They are not to harm her.'
The wind blew steadily through the leaves, turning them from dark to silver as the rays of diffused sunlight burst through the canopy. Rio straightened from where he was leaning against the railing, paced restlessly the length of the verandah before returning to stand in front of Kim. 'You're certain of this?'
Kim nodded. 'Tomas said she was not to be harmed or they wouldn't get the money. He was adamant.'
'Rachael said they were trying to kill her. Could she be wrong? She said a cobra was put into her room right before they went upriver. And she left the States under false papers in order to disappear because someone wanted her dead.'
'Do you think she's lying to you?' Drake asked.
Rio paced a second time, turning the idea over in his mind. Finally he shook his head. 'I think she believes someone is trying to kill her. And she doesn't panic easily, so it isn't hysteria. If Rachael says someone wants her dead, I have to believe her. It's possible we're dealing with two separate factions. Someone is willing to pay a great deal of money to keep her alive. They're making a big fuss openly, going to the government demanding they find her, and someone else. Someone much quieter who is working to keep her silent. That person is hiring assassins to make certain she doesn't talk.'
'That's a jump, Rio,' Drake said.
'I know it is, but it's possible. I believe her when she says someone is trying to kill her. Why would a woman like Rachael try to disappear into the rain forest?'
'She's close to the Han Vol Dan, Rio. You felt it just as strongly as I did. She's very close. Maybe it draws our people back to the forest.'
'Maybe. I asked her if she heard those words before and she couldn't remember. She said they weren't unfamiliar, yet she had no real knowledge of them.'
'It complicates things,' Drake said. 'It's a dangerous time for everyone. I'm leaving here tonight. I don't dare stay around when she's so close.'
'Did you feel it, Kim? Tama?' Rio asked curiously. 'You've been around our people many years. I practically grew up with you.'
'I've never been close to anyone during the time of the Han Vol Dan,' Kim admitted. 'I've heard of it, of course. Our elders speak of such things, but to my knowledge, no one other than your people have witnessed such an
