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“Two Ignitors?” Tony whistled. “Man, talk about playing with fire.”
But the chief didn’t look at Beth’s body. “I knew Beth Parker. She was a low-level psychic, but she was no Ignitor.”
“Then why were her eyes burning red as the flames ripped through the place?” Zane asked, voice tight. “I know what I saw, and I’m telling you?—”
“The only Ignitor is Jana Carter,” Jeremiah returned flatly. “I got my own psychics on the team, and when an Ignitor is in the area, I know.”
No, the chief was wrong.
“I need to talk to Ms. Carter. And I need to have that little chat with her before the suits from the FBI get here.”
The extermination list.
Daniels nodded. “Now you’re understanding, demon. We don’t have much time. Where is she?”
Zane glanced back at the trees. Jana had been there moments before, watching him. He’d been leading that vamp bastard to the ambulance, determined to keep the guy away from Jana. But now the spot was empty. No, not empty. A cop was on the ground. On his knees, rising slowly.
“Shit.” The curse was Tony’s, but they both took off running at the same time. Zane reached the cop first. He caught the man’s arm and hauled him the rest of the way off the ground.
“Where is she?” Zane barked.
The cop blinked. He rubbed the back of his head. “What hit me?”
Not what. Who.
Tony huffed out a breath. “Wasn’t there a pickup truck parked over there a few minutes ago?” He pointed to an empty space near some twisting pines.
Zane’s hold on the cop tightened. “You were talking to a woman.”
“I was?”
Hell.
The cop’s eyes widened. “I was. Y-yeah…I-I wanted to ask her some questions.” He shook his head and winced. “Where is she?”
That was the question Zane wanted answered. He caught the whiff of blood and knew that someone had hit the cop.
“Uh, Zane?” Tony tapped him on the arm.
Jaw clenched, he let the cop go. The man scrambled back but eyed him with a frightened stare.
“Hollis, get over here!” the chief called out. Officer Hollis rushed to obey, even as he still rubbed the back of his head.
Tony leaned in close and asked Zane, “Where’s the shifter?”
With his strong nose, Jude was helping the cops search for the dead. “Jude’s with the?—”
“Not him.”
He glanced at Tony.
“The bastard I saw running away from Catalina when I got here. It looked like he was coming to help her and the vamp, but when he saw me and Jude, the guy turned tail and ran.”
Turned tail? Nice.
“I saw his fangs and his claws. I know he was a shifter.”
He was. Now they were missing a shifter. A shifter who just might have a score to settle with Jana.
