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When she’d escaped the other lab, there had been paranormals there, too. They’d gotten out when she escaped. Her fire had let them all run free.
But, of course, Perseus had another facility. Another backup plan.
Was there another pit still out there? If they’d had one backup location before, wouldn’t they have another now?
Zane turned away from her. “I want to see the crime scene.”
Tony frowned. “My men have?—”
“I can find things they might have overlooked.”
Demon senses.
“Let me at that scene. Let me see what I can find before you start this hunt.”
Because Zane had seen Marcus and the marks on his body. Trapped. Tortured. She swallowed.
Tony nodded, his face grim.
“What…” She took a deep breath. “What about me?” Usually a cop would have tried to cuff her by now.
But Tony shook his head. “Didn’t Zane tell you? You’re clear.” His voice was bland. “The arsonist who started the fires in New Orleans was killed in the blaze at the Perseus headquarters.”
The deep breath she’d taken burned in her lungs.
“As far as I’m concerned, you’re clear, Ms. Carter.”
Zane had been telling the truth. He’d done it. He’d gotten her life back.
“But I need that shifter.”
Her life was back, but what about the wolf’s? She strode forward and grabbed Zane’s hand. “I’m coming with you.”
He stared down at her and a frown pulled his brows together. “You don’t need to?—”
“Maybe it’s time I started doing something for somebody other than myself.” The words came out too fast. She lifted her chin. “Marcus was hurting so much when I first found him. He didn’t ask for any of this.”
Zane’s gaze held hers. “We never do.”
No, they didn’t. But fate just came calling. When she called, you had to answer even if you’d rather shatter the phone into a million pieces.
“Let’s get Jude and Erin out there,” he advised the cop. “If a wolf killed at that scene, they’ll know.”
“Ahead of you, Zane. I already gave them a call,” Tony said.
Zane brushed his fingers over her cheek. “Stay with me, every second. The PD has cleared you, but the FBI hasn’t. Not yet.”
No, she knew she’d still be high on their extermination list. They’d want their pound of flesh, and so would all the paranormals out there she’d pissed off before. Once they found out about her new weakness, it’d be like sharks who’d sensed blood in the water. They’d come at her in a feeding frenzy.
“Pak’s working on them,” he continued. “But Special Agent Thomas has you in her sights, and she’s not going to back down easily. For her, it’s personal.”
Jana blinked. “Personal? I’ve never done anything to that woman.”
Zane and Tony shared a long look.
“What? What am I missing?” she demanded.
“It’s personal for her,” Zane replied slowly. “Because one of the men who died in that fire in New Orleans was her stepbrother. Brent Martin. The scientist who?—”
