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“Run,” she said again, her voice stronger, her breath blowing lightly against his ear. “They’ll have backup soon. Too many of them. They’ll take us.”
“I’d like to see them fucking try.” He tightened his hold on her as he stared at the wreckage of his car. His precious ride. Aw, hell. They would pay.
“They have drugs.”
What?
“Not bullets in those guns. Run.”
Zane heard the snick of the gun’s trigger too late. He lunged to the side. A steel fist slammed into his upper arm, and Zane’s hold on Jana weakened.
“Dammit!” His head whipped back.
That bastard still held the gun—and he was getting ready to fire again.
Zane gathered his power and prepared to blast the asshole once again, but his knees gave way.
“No!” Jana hit the ground first, thudding hard against the pavement. He sagged behind her. But the woman moved fast. She jumped to her feet, wrenching him with the cuffs, and her flames raced for the two men.
An engine roared in the distance. Tires squealed.
“They’re coming.” No fear in her voice, but her voice—it sure sounded far away. Weird, when she was standing so close.
A thick heat began to spread through his blood even as a wave of nausea had Zane sucking in a deep breath.
“Get. Up.” She was yanking at him. Trying to pull him to his feet. “If you don’t move, they’ll get us both.” Her eyes were glinting in the night. “Get up.”
He looked at his left arm. Blood trickled from the hole in his shirt. Not bullets in those guns.
Drugs.
The beast inside began to claw and scream.
“Come on!” Her nails bit into his chest. “Don’t just stand there and let them take us!”
And he was standing. He’d made it back to his feet. The fire around them rose higher. Higher.
“Run with me,” she whispered.
With his body already feeling leaden, but his heart beating too fast, he did. Zane knew there wasn’t much time, not long at all depending on the drug they’d given him.
He could feel the darkness calling to him. The slide had already begun.
“Got to slow the other cars down…”
He saw her eyes narrow for an instant. Then an explosion rocked the night. A roar echoed and rolled down the street.
Zane managed to turn his head and, oh, hell. His car was in pieces, burning pieces, and the big rig was covered in flames, too.
But the flames were blocking the road, and two black SUVs were trapped behind the fire.
“Move that ass, Wynter!”
Her voice cut through the drone in his head, and he moved. One foot in front of the other. Move. Move.
Voices shouted behind them. Doors slammed. Hold it together. Get out of there. Hold it?—
“Get on!” she yelled, pulling at the cuff.
