He was still scanning the horizon, lost in thought. His gaze wandered back over the contents of her cab, the wrecked steering wheel, the imploded glass. Eyes narrowing, he suddenly went still for a long moment before he let out a low whistle. “We’ve got more problems than a math textbook.”

She felt like laughing. “Besides the fact that I was in a crash and now we’re stranded somewhere in an evacuation area near a volcano that’s about to erupt?”

He scrubbed a hand over the back of his neck. “Yeah, besides that.”

She tried for a calming breath, but it hurt coming in and going out. “Like what?”

He pointed. “Take a look for yourself.”

At first she could not understand the significance of the little round hole punched in the driver’s side window or the second one two inches below it. “Are those...”

“Bullet holes. Yes, ma’am.”

She gaped. “Someone . . . shot at me?”

“Appears that way. Could explain why you crashed.”

“Who would do that?”

“Great question. Carrying precious cargo?”

“I don’t—”

He cut her off with a sigh. “Remember. Right.”

A shooter had tried to kill her? Steal her cargo? And was possibly still out there? Cullen stood motionless, watching her. He was a stranger ... with no vehicle visible that she could see.

He indicated something else with a jut of his chin. She looked. A splotch of red caught her attention, and she gasped. The small print on the passenger window was a bloody, partial outline of a hand. Cold inched along her nerves.

His brows drew together, lines bracketing his forehead. “Not your blood. You were still strapped in when I arrived.”

“And not yours?”

He held up his calloused palms as if she were attempting to rob him. “No blood, and that’s a tiny print. I got big hands.”

Someone had pushed their way out of her truck. Someone bleeding. “I was alone. I never travel with anyone else.”

“Until today maybe.”

“No. I was alone.”

“Ms. Kit, we can talk about that after we’re clear of this location. Gotta get out. Take us ‘bout a half hour to reach my truck. Let’s stick to the trees in case whoever it is hasn’t left.”