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"Shouldn't we be there by now? "

Roarke's reply to her question was cryptic. "That all depends on where you think we're going," he said.

Joanna knew then that she should never have come. Wealthy socialites were being kidnapped every day . . . . But the realization had come too late.

She knew nothing of this darkly handsome stranger--nothing except his name. But as Roarke directed the helicopter deeper and deeper into the Amazon jungle, Joanna feared what-she soon might know of him.