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“I would.” Tony’s gaze slanted to Zane. “But I can’t be sure if your brain’s talking or your dick.”
Her nails scraped over the tabletop.
“You left with her last night.” Tony exhaled. “You stayed with her, all night. While you were cuffed, I’m sure the two of you were playing…nicely.”
“I was fucking drugged! I was out of my head, I don’t know—” Zane broke off and rolled his shoulders, as if he were shaking off the memory.
“Drugged?” Tony blinked. “You were?—”
“You found my car, right?” Zane’s lips tightened. “Some assholes hit us. Slammed into my ’Vette. They fired at us and caught me twice with some kind of drug.”
“Who were the ‘assholes’?”
Jana shrugged. “Why don’t you go ask your cop? You know, the one who was so eager to shoot Zane and take me into custody?” She bared her teeth in a hard smile. “I’ll give you ten-to-one odds that he knows exactly who they are.”
Tony glared back at her, but after a few moments, he eased away and turned on his heel, marching for the door.
“Tony?” Zane called.
“I’m going to find Peter Harris,” he said and yanked open the door. “He’s the cop who pulled you over.”
The one who’d tried to kill Zane.
“Yeah, you go find that little bastard,” Zane said, and she heard the underlying threat in his voice. Find him and let me have him.
Jana didn’t take a full breath until Tony left the room. When the door clicked closed behind him, the tension eased from her shoulders. Well, some of the tension eased.
Her gaze darted to the mirrored wall on the left side. Was she still being watched?
“Tony won’t let anyone view us. He won’t run the risk of them finding out what you are.”
Jana glanced at him.
Zane ran a tired hand down his face, streaking the ash. “What we are.”
“You sure about that?” She didn’t have enhanced senses. She’d never know if someone was there.
Zane tossed a glance at the mirror. “I’m sure.”
Okay. That was something. “We’ve got to get out of here.” Her palms were slick with sweat.
One brow climbed. “Baby, we’re not going anywhere.” He caught the edge of her chair and hauled her closer. “Three hunters are dead. Dead. The Night Watch Agency was torched. Torched right before—what a damn coincidence—you were scheduled to be turned in.”
She swallowed. Time to gamble. “We know it wasn’t a coincidence.” She risked a quick glance at the mirror. If someone was there, she was slitting her own throat. “We need to get out of here.” A heated whisper.
Zane shook his head. “You tell me what’s happening. Tell me who targeted Night Watch. Who targeted my people.”
She’d already warned him to walk away. He should have listened but, apparently, the demon didn’t listen well. “If you know, you’re dead.” They wouldn’t let him live. Demons were expendable to them.
“No, baby.” His fingers brushed over her cheek. “When I know, they’re dead.” Soft menace underscored the words.
The wooden chair was so hard beneath her. “Get me out of here, and I’ll tell you everything.”
“Tell me, and we’ll work on getting out.” His fingers curled under her chin and tilted her head back. “Was it those men in the semi?”
Those men had been humans. They wouldn’t have been able to handle an explosion that big. “No. Probably someone else in the unit.”
“The unit?”
