She grimaced. "If I drown, I'm taking you straight to hell with me," she hissed, glancing back at her safe grip on the tree. With a sharp intake of breath, her fingers unlocked and she let herself sink a bit before kicking hard at the ground beneath her. She took three daring steps towards Destin until her fingers were within range of his. She could feel her feet squelch in the mud, soaking into the lower hem of her pants.