She tapped her foot impatiently. A quick glance out into the lake revealed that the second rescue boat was making its way to the beach; when it arrived, her mission would end. There was nothing here to protect, anyway. Anthony and Cortez weren’t dumb enough to wander into the bubble, Ryan was safely at the helm of their boat—holding it on the beach with the engines, in case they had to make a hasty retreat—and there was no one else on the island at all. 