“Let me tell you how this is goin’ to go down. I’ll get you and your friends off this island, and then you and I will figure out a place to put down roots.” Her lips worked soundlessly. “Speechless? Would’ve thought that an impossibility.” He nipped the tip of her ear. “I might have four or five decades of life left—a blink of an eye in your lifetime. I will have you till I die, so you’re just goin’ to have to suck it up.”
