Chapter 333: Wednesday. Nour Delivery Service, Damascus, Syria.

Alec still couldn't make up his mind who he should be trusting.

"Over here." Vara turned right. There wasn't a whole lot of building left that way.

"Where are we going?" Alec asked.

"Out of here."

"We can't go out there." Alec reached out and grabbed Vara's elbow, turning her around. The sizzle of awareness sank into his skin and he held on tighter.

Their eyes met for the first time since the shadow shrouded moment when she'd first discovered them. That didn't really count because he'd been blinded by the flashlight. Now, he fell headlong into her whisky brown eyes flashing with emotion. Frustration was the most obvious one with the set of her jaw.

"You can't stay here. Rafa's people will notice you and after tonight you do not want him to notice you." She spoke in a rush, her voice low.