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Kelly’s cheeks flushed a dark, violent red. “Jana Carter is a killer.”
Maybe, but they weren’t killing her. “I’ve already talked to Pak. He’s calling his contacts at the FBI and clearing this mess up. You’ve been after the wrong woman.”
If looks could kill… “The hell I have been.”
He shrugged his shoulders. “Jana Carter isn’t your prey.” The chief wasn’t saying anything. Surprising, but good. Daniels was going along with his story.
“Yes, she is.” And her stare touched on the chief. “You backing him?”
The chief’s bushy brows climbed. “The evidence indicates that Beth Parker was the one who started?—”
“Give me Jana Carter.”
Zane leaned forward and quietly said, “Not going to happen.”
Her eyes widened as she stared at him. “You’re in the middle of a federal investigation. I could have you arrested for obstruction, and don’t think you’re just walking away after that crap you pulled in Baton Rouge?—”
“You pulled a gun on me, lady. I was just defending myself.” And he’d do it again. Real soon, if she didn’t back off.
Tony stepped between him and the agent. “Jana Carter isn’t here.” Ah, a calm voice. “We have no idea where she is.”
That was the absolute truth.
“She was with him.” Kelly pointed her finger at Zane. “They traveled down here together. My sources say they stole a Ford and?—”
“What sources?” Zane asked, curious. She knew the make of the car they’d used. Sonofabitch. Perseus hadn’t come after them—she had. “Would those sources be the pricks you sent to run our car off the road?”
Kelly didn’t answer.
Tony swore.
Her back straightened. “Jana Carter is a fugitive, she’s?—”
“Gonna be cleared by the FBI any damn minute,” Zane promised. Pak had pull. Zane would be covered for his…incident in Baton Rouge. And Jana had better be cleared, too. He sauntered around Tony. “I’m afraid your job’s over here, Ms. Thomas. Pack it in. You’re not after Jana any longer.”
But she wasn’t backing down and he could see the calculation in her gaze. “You really don’t know where she is.” A hard laugh filled the tight room. “Did she fuck you over, too? She screwed you, left you, and you’re still idiot enough to try and protect her?”
He glared back at her. “Stay away from Jana.”
She shook her head. “I’m doing my job. My job is to find her, to stop her—by any means necessary.” Her gaze could have singed him. “Don’t you remember? That was your job, too. Before you decided to have sex with a killer.” Kelly spun away and stormed for the door. “I’m finding her, and I’m doing my job.” Her fingers curled over the doorknob.
“He was your stepbrother,” Tony said.
Zane blinked. Uh, what?
“Brent Martin, one of the two doctors killed in that fire a few months back. The fire you think Jana started in that lab.”
Her spine was flagpole straight. “I don’t think it. I know she started that fire. I know she killed him.”
Tony whistled. “This thing has been personal for you from the beginning. It’s not about doing your job. It’s about getting some kind of revenge.”
She threw a fuming gaze back at them. “Jana Carter killed two innocent men.”
“Innocent, my ass,” Zane muttered. “Lady, you don’t know what the hell has been going on down here.”
“Brent was researching paranormals?—”
“He was slicing them into little pieces to see what made them tick,” Zane informed her bluntly. “And guess what? Some of those paranormals didn’t like getting cut up. Some of them fought back.”
