Jamie gasped and immediately shouted for his men to stop. He stepped forward, and what he saw made his scalp tingle—curled up inside the trunk was a man so battered and bloodied that his face was completely unrecognizable.

The man was barely clinging to consciousness, struggling to breathe.

Jamie asked, "Sir, who are you? And why are you in Mr. Lloyd's car?"

He kept his weapon pointed at the man, his tone sharp. "Where's the wild boar? Mr. Lloyd said he brought one back—did you let it esc