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“Fuck!” He spun Jana around. “What the hell did you?—”
Horror was reflected in her wide eyes. Shock. Her eyes—they were blue. Not the red of an Ignitor charging up.
Still blue.
She hadn’t set the fire.
If not her…
His gaze flew to the building. People were running out, coughing, screaming.
He raced for the building.
“Zane!” Jana stumbled after him. Shit, the cuffs.
“We’ve got to stop it!” They could. Or at least they could push the flames back long enough to get the people to safety. But, dammit, those flames were so hot that he could already feel their breath on his skin.
Pak stumbled out with ash coating his face. He had his hands around one of the female hunters, and they were both gasping. Charmers didn’t have the enhanced strength of the shifters and demons. They were almost as weak as humans.
And there were humans inside that building. Humans who wouldn’t last long. Some humans who were probably already dead.
Too hot.
He sent a blast of power at the flames to force them back. “See if you can get control of it,” he told Jana. “We’ve got to get them out, we?—”
Jude surged to his feet. His fangs were out, his claws ready to rip and slash. “What the hell? That bitch burned Night Watch!” He lunged for Jana.
Zane stepped between them. “It wasn’t her.” He shoved his left hand against Jude’s chest. “Dammit, shifter, stand down. We can help!”
Jude growled at him.
“Trust me,” Zane snapped right back.
Jude’s eyes searched his. Then the shifter inclined his head in a grudging nod.
They all ran for the building, with Zane in the lead. They plunged right into the smoke and the screaming flames.
Survivors. They had to find the survivors and get them out. The heat scorched his skin, and Zane threw his power at the fire, sending the flames sputtering back. Jude grabbed an unconscious hunter from the office on the left and threw the man over his shoulder.
Jana coughed behind him. Human. Weak.
He glanced at her, his eyes watering. Her stare was red now, reflecting the flames, and he knew she was using her power to control the flames. No, to make her own fire in an effort to gain control of the other flames. Fighting fire with fire actually fucking worked.
They advanced slowly, painfully, through the smoke and fire. He passed two bodies. A secretary and a hunter who wouldn’t be making it out. Then they found a demon, low level, cowering in the storage room. They pushed back the fire and sent the fellow running for safety.
The fire had eaten too much of the walls. Groans echoed from above them, and Zane knew the roof wouldn’t last much longer.
Jude was back, coughing and panting beside him.
“Anyone else?” Zane had to shout the words.
Jude’s head tilted to the right. That shifter hearing was far stronger than a demon’s.
The shifter pointed. They raced for the door. Ripped it open.
Penelope Evans, a new hunter, lay slumped on the floor. Her red hair stuck to her face. Jude grabbed her and hoisted her into his arms.
“Anyone else?”
