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He blinked. Jana was straddling a motorcycle. A motorcycle that she already had throttling. He climbed on behind her.
“You’re gonna have to stretch your arm,” she told him. “Stretch your right arm and wrap the left one around me so I can hold the handlebars.”
He stretched. His thighs pressed tight to her as he sealed his body to hers. His left arm throbbed, but he held her as close as he could.
A hot tension began to slip through his blood. A dull ache blossomed behind his eyes. And that darkness beckoned. So tempting.
“Hold on.” She gunned the bike. They bolted forward, streaking fast as another steel fist hit his back.
Sonofabitch. They’d shot him. Again. He hunched his body and tried to protect her as best he could. A chill shook him, a long, hard shudder, and his breath blew against her hair.
“Zane?” He heard her shout over the roar of the engine. “Are you okay?”
No, no, he wasn’t. His eyes squeezed shut. The drugs were slipping through his body, dragging him slowly down into hell. A hell he’d promised never to visit again. He wasn’t okay, and before he was done with her, before the thing inside was done, Jana wouldn’t be, either.
* * *
“What the hell happened? This was supposed to be a simple retrieval mission!”
Ron stared at his feet, refusing to meet his boss’s stare. Mostly because he knew the boss didn’t like it when folks looked too long at her face, and his eyes did have a tendency to wander. “She, uh, the demon had handcuffed himself to her. We couldn’t get them apart—” He’d waited too long to cut off the bastard’s hand. He swallowed. “But Ben shot him. The bastard took two tranq shots.” And those shots could take down an elephant. The demon would be out soon, and he’d drag the woman down with him.
Those cuffs.
They’d be easy prey once the drugs kicked in.
“You dumb sonofabitch.”
The icy growl had his gaze flying up.
“You drugged a demon,” she snapped. “They don’t react the same way humans do to the tranq. Hell, they never react the same way to anything.”
Because they were freaks. He licked his lips. The boss held a too-tight grip on her gun. “It’ll just knock him out. He’ll be a dead weight slowing her down.” Then his job would be easy. Kill the demon. Take the woman.
The boss lifted her gun and aimed it right at his chest. “It won’t knock him out. It hasn’t knocked out any demon we’ve tried it on.”
How was he supposed to know that? “What will it do?”
“It will either make him high. It will boost his power and give him a rush he’s never had. Or…”
He gulped. Her finger was tightening around that trigger. Only, her gun was loaded with real bullets.
“Or it will make the bastard psychotic. He’ll turn on the woman and kill her long before we can get to him.” She stepped closer, her pale blond hair floating around her face. “And if that happens, guess who else will be dying?”
The promise was there, glittering in her dark gaze. His eyes began to dart to her scarred cheek.
“Now let’s get the hell out of here!” she shouted. There were sirens wailing, coming close now. No way could anyone miss the flames. The cops would swarm any minute.
They couldn’t be on the scene when the cops arrived. Everyone scrambled inside the two SUVs. The boss shoved him inside with her.
“Get to Jana Carter’s safe house,” she ordered the driver. “If she’s running, she’s going to try and disappear.”
The driver threw the SUV into reverse, and the vehicle spun back. He shifted gears and drove the SUV down the street, easing right past the line of approaching cop cars.
* * *
Jana had to get them off the road. Had to get them someplace safe before the bastards back there came hunting again.
“Are you with me?” she shouted as the engine growled.
