So, from page 13, wherein Duke explains the facts to Cory:
“US Navy, ma’am.”
Her dull gaze met his. “Were you sent to rescue me?”
“No.” Being blunt was part of who he was but he winced at the despair on her face.
“Yes, I figured. I’m sorry if I messed up your mission.”
“Not like we’d leave you behind, doctor.”
The woman watched him through eyes and a soul bruised beyond endurance. She looked utterly defeated. “Yes, well. I’m still sorry for slowing you down. I’ll do my best to keep up.”
“You didn’t expect to be rescued, did you?”
Her breath hissed out in a slow huff. “No.”
And from page 21, when Duke and Cory are on their own…
Cory woke up with a mouth full of sand, an arm full of man, and no idea where she was. Other than Africa. After a bomb blast. Or something. She spit, careful to inhale through her nose. The man lying half on top of her groaned. The SEAL. Or whatever he was. Reagan. Master Chief. She couldn’t remember his first name. That suddenly seemed very important. Twisting her head, she looked around. They’d snagged up on a sand bar in the river.
A small flock of long-legged white birds strutted at the point of the sand bar. Deciding that was sign of no imminent danger, she shoved away from the master chief. He groaned again and her Hippocratic oath kicked in. Rolling him over—how big was this guy anyway—she examined his face. Blood had dried on his face and crusted in the wounds. There was another red splotch on his olive drab tee shirt.
And from some later point in the story though probably not 213. 😆
“Aye. She’s American.” A Scottish burr smudged Kin’s reply. “I suspect from the way you’re scowling there’s a bit more to the story.”
More? Hell yeah there was more. He’d made her kill that warlord, right after his whole SEAL team had been blown to shit and he’d lost his eyesight. He didn’t explain to Kin, saying only, “I’ve run into her before.”
Ah, Duke, master of the understatement that he is. Writers, do you have words to share? Readers, you aren’t exempt. Pick up the book you’re reading at the moment. Pick a quote from one of these pages and share, along with the title and author!