Which didn’t bode well, Grace thought gloomily as she clutched at her seat, given her allergy to technology.īeneath her, the trees parted and a swollen river snaked through a deep gorge and plunged over rocks in an explosion of white froth. Shockingly wealthy and wielding more power than kings and presidents, he was reputedly so clever with figures that the financial press had likened him to a walking computer. So many words came to mind when thinking of him, none of them tame or soothing.
What on earth was she doing dressed in this ridiculously hot, scratchy suit, flying over the top of the Brazilian rainforest to throw herself at the mercy of a man who apparently didn’t know the meaning of the word?īrilliant, dangerous, damaged. At any other time she would have been captivated by the wild, breathtaking beauty of her surroundings, but she was far too tense to think about anything except the meeting that lay ahead of her.
The helicopter swooped low over the trees and Grace felt her stomach roll.īeneath her lay acres and acres of lush tropical rainforest, the canopy forming a dense green umbrella that sheltered and concealed the exotic mysteries of the forest floor.
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