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You’ll be awake when I do this and, trust me, it’ll hurt like a bitch.
“I remember him.” Another guy who’d gotten off on giving pain.
“She’s not gonna back down.” Zane’s gaze was steady. “You have to watch your ass with her.”
Now, more than ever. Because if—when—Agent Thomas came gunning for her, Jana wouldn’t have the flames to aid her. Not anymore.
Good thing she still had the gun she’d stolen from the Perseus agents. A girl could never be too careful.
Personal. Hell. But these days, weren’t all the hunts personal? Always personal and always deadly.
* * *
It was dark outside, the sky pitch black—no moon, no stars. The kind of night that Jana normally loved because it gave perfect cover.
Tonight that covering darkness had a tingle of shivery awareness skating down her spine.
They were outside a college dorm room, in the alley that ran just behind the building. The flickering, fluorescent lights trickled a pale glow onto the scene. Tony was ahead of them and already bending under the yellow line of police tape. She could just make out the bloodstains on the ground. Jana’s lips pressed together. Jeez, couldn’t someone have cleaned that up?
“So you think we’ve got a wolf hunting again?” The voice was feminine, soft, and tinged with a hint of the South.
She hadn’t heard the woman approach. Careful now, Jana slipped deeper into the shadows and watched her. Tall, slim, elegant, the lady seemed perfectly poised in the alley.
The woman’s small nostrils flared as she drew in the scents. If she hadn’t been watching her so closely, Jana would have missed that telling movement. Shifter. Because no human would be making the effort to inhale in an alley.
Jude was behind her, and his hand pressed against the small of her back. His nostrils widened as his gaze swept the alley. She knew he—both of them—would be able to see a whole lot more than she could.
“I don’t know what we’ve got,” Tony said, running a hand through his hair. “You tell me, ADA.”
ADA? As in assistant district attorney? Crap. Jana hunched back into that darkness a bit more.
“I don’t smell a wolf, not anywhere around here.” The ADA’s head cocked. “But you know some shifters can disguise their scents.”
“Like that bastard who was after you,” Zane muttered.
Uh, someone had been after the ADA?
“Yeah.” The growl was Jude’s. There was still rage in the rumble. “Like him.”
“If you let me see the body,” the ADA offered, “I can tell if the marks were made from claws.” A faint smile lifted her lips. “You could say I’ve got a lot of experience with wolf marks.”
Tony edged away from the yellow tape. “Jones has the body at the morgue. I already told him you’d be coming.” He sighed. “He said she didn’t struggle. One swipe—one fast attack to the neck—and she was dead.”
Just like the victims back in New Orleans.
“A human killed those girls.” Jana’s voice sounded way too loud.
The ADA looked her way. Not with surprise. The woman had known she was lurking there the whole time.
“There was no record of a suspect being apprehended for those attacks,” Tony noted.
“Because Marcus Malone killed him,” Jana said. “The shifter’s girlfriend was one of the vics. The only time he killed was when he was putting that murdering bastard out of his misery. Marcus might be a wolf, but he wouldn’t do this.”
She felt the weight of the ADA’s stare. Hell. What was her name? What had Tony said? Erica? Erin.
“Haven’t you heard?” Erin asked. “Most folks know that wolves are psychotic.”
Jude inched closer to the ADA.
