Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband novel Chapter 288

288 Rescue or Trap? 

(Winona) 

The voices outside get louder, someone’s prying the vin door open. I glance at Cass; she’s barely conscious, leaning against the van wall. Her head is still bleeding through the makeshift bandage 1 wrapped around her forehead, 

Sweat beads down her face, and her breathing is shallow. 

She needs some proper medical attention. 

I can’t tell if the people outside are friends or foe. Gus told me to look for the symbol, but there’s been nothing Nexus Global team Gus mentioned. 

D far. Nothing on the guy in here with us, and nothing indicating these voices belong to the 

Who are they? Cartel? Or Gus’s team? 

I clutch the large semi–automatic rifle tighter in my hand. If it’s Nexus Global, we’re safe. But if it’s not… 

I hold the butt of the gun against my shoulder in readiness for the wrong side opening that door. 

Hang on, Cass,” I whisper, brushing some of her damp hair out of her face. Her eyes flicker open for a moment. “Stay with me.” 

She nods. 

The sound of metal groaning as the door is wrenched open makes my breath catch in my throat. I freeze, waiting for the door to fully open, ready to react. 

The door swings wide, and in the dim light, I see two men standing there. I aim my gun at them, and they have rifles trained in on us. Their eyes scanning the interior of the van before landing on me and Cass. 

“Who the hell are you?” I demand, trying to keep my voice steady, my fingers tight on the gun. 

One of the men steps forward. “We’re here to get you out,” he says, his voice low but authoritative. He raises his hands slightly, showing he’s not reaching for his weapon. 

“Why do you have weapons pointed at us?” 

“We didn’t know if he…” his head movement indicates the thug lying there in his own blood, “… might still have that gun you’re holding. “Gus sent us.” 

ve it! 

I don’t move. “Prove it.” 

The man glances at his partner, then pulls out a small card from his pocket. In the faint light, I see the symbol. The one Gus showed me. Nexus Global. 

Relief floods through me, but I don’t let my guard down completely. Anyone can get a card. But as long as 

I can keep this gun and they believe I believe them, I think we’ll be okay for now. 

“We’re getting you both out of here,” the man continues. “We need to move fast. This area’s compromised.” 

I glance at Cass, who’s still slumped against the van wall, barely conscious. She won’t be able to move on her own. “She needs help. She’s hurt.” 

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208 Rescue of Trap? 

The second man steps forward, kneeling beside Cass. keep my gun on him. He checks her pulse, then nods at me. “She’ll make it, but we need to hurry.” He looks up at his partner. “Let’s move.” 

I’m not going anywhere until her head wound is properly bandaged.” 

“We may not have time.” 

“Make time. If you’re a rescue team then surely you have a first aid kit available?” I’m not moving Cass until I know she’s got the best temporary care I can give her. “And she needs water. So do I.” 

The second guy comes in with a small kit and a bottle of water. 

“Open the water and let her drink. I’ll have what’s left.” 

“You can put the gun down. We’re here to help. I’m Tom.” The guy who showed me the card says. 

T’ll keep the gun for now, thanks.” 

The second guy lifts the water bottle to Cass’s mouth and she drinks. 

“Thanks,” I say as he passes the bottle to me. I use one hand to drink from it, not taking my eyes off them. 

He goes about unwrapping Cass’s makeshift bandage and rinses the wound. “I think it’s fairly superficial but it’s still bleeding freely.” 

He applies a proper compress and wraps the bandage around tight and secure. “Let’s go before we get heat on us.” 

I nod. “Can you walk Cass?” 

“I think so.” 

I help Cass from the van. She groans in pain as I guide her out, her legs shaky beneath her. I keep a firm grip on her arm and the gunas we step onto the rough ground outside. 

Tom and his offsider are scoping the area with their guns on the ready. 

“What now?” 

“We’ve got a safe location a few miles from here,” the first man says, keeping his voice low. “We’ll take you there in our jeep and get you on a plane back to the States.” 

I nod, but my instincts are still screaming at me to stay cautious. “Okay.” 

get 

I get into the back of the jeep and Cass is beside me. The terrain is rough for a while and then we ge back onto a smoother dirt road. 

After about thirty minutes we are at a dirt airstrip with a beat–up wooden building.