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“Come on, hoss, you sleep with every attractive woman you meet.” Jude whistled as he turned the wheel to the left. “I just didn’t expect you to screw a killer.”
Zane’s eyes cut to Jude. “Watch it.” His voice was lethal and the power within him built, shoving against the bonds of his control.
Jude’s gaze darted to him. “What? A friend can’t tell you that you’re fucking up? With her, you’re crossing the line.”
He knew that, but walking away hadn’t been an option. Taking her had been the only choice.
Then she’d walked away. But he’d get her back.
“You know, she could be working with them.” Jude’s voice was softer now. The truck shot past the pine trees, blurring their limbs. “Not once have they tried to actually hurt her. Even the cop tried to shoot you, not her.”
So Jude had already talked to Tony and gotten all those details, too. Figured. “She’s scared of them.” He’d seen the fear in her eyes.
“That woman? She’s scared of something? You sure about that? She didn’t seem like the fearful type to me.”
Zane realized he could still smell her. Her scent was all over his skin. Hell, no wonder Jude realized they’d slept together. No way a shifter nose could miss the scent of sex. “She’s afraid of someone.” Not something.
Afraid and angry.
“There’s a chance she could just turn tail and slip out of the city.” Jude’s fingers were tight around the wheel. “Pak said if she does, we stop her and bring her back.”
“She won’t leave Baton Rouge, and she’s not just going to sit there and wait for them to come after her.” Zane was certain of that. “She’ll fight.” I can still hear their screams.
They hit the highway. Jude glanced down at the GPS and turned right. “Yeah, that’s what I figured.” He paused. “But whoever we’re up against, these bastards were strong enough to level Night Watch, even with the protections we had on the place.”
It wasn’t like this was the first time Night Watch had come under attack. But it was the first time anyone had made it past the high-tech security and the paranormal charms that protected the place.
He licked his lips—tasted her. Damn her. She shouldn’t have left. She’d tried to distract him with sex. Yeah, that had worked. Then the moment she’d thought he was weak, she’d left him.
“She could be walking right into hell,” Zane said. Going in alone. “She said they had her before, but that she managed to get away.”
“Well, Pak couldn’t find any intel on Project Perseus. So either its cover is too good or?—”
Or Jana was bullshitting him.
One way to find out. “Hurry the hell up, Jude. We don’t want to give our Ignitor too much of a head start.”
I’m coming, baby. Are you ready?
* * *
When Jana got back to Baton Rouge, she didn’t stick to the shadows. She drove the motorcycle right down the main roads, revved her engine as loud as she could, and hoped the bastards would find her.
She was in the mood for some heat.
It was after midnight, but the city wasn’t sleeping. Far from it. Jana knew just where to go in order to find the trouble she sought.
Four turns later, a fast blast into the darker side of town, and she braked in front of Dusk. Demon Central. One thing about demons, the lower-level demons were such sellouts. Always willing to turn on a friend or, hell, anyone. It hadn’t just been coincidence that the big rig had hit them after they left Dusk.
Someone had made a phone call. Someone had fed the bastards her location, even given a description of the car she and Zane had been using.
That someone was about to feel her fire.
She jumped off the motorcycle. Once she’d gotten back to the city, she’d taken twenty minutes to run by her place and change clothes. No one had jumped out to confront her. Pity. She’d been ready for them.
Now she wore a tight, black shirt. Faded jeans that fit like a second skin. And boots made for kicking ass.
She strolled up to the bouncer. He glanced her way. A quick gauge to see if she was using glamour. When he realized she wasn’t, he hesitated until she shoved a fifty into his hand.
