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“Screw them,” Jude said instantly. “The day I’m worried about some jerk-offs in suits?—”
“What about Erin?”
At the mention of his lover’s name, Jude blinked. “What about her?” A distinct edge had entered his voice.
“She’s the ADA. How would she feel about you being on the run?”
“Erin trusts me.” Absolute certainty.
“But she doesn’t need to get pulled into this.” He still wasn’t even entirely sure what this was. “And neither do you.” Zane sighed. “This is gonna get bad, real bad.”
“All the more reason you need me.” Jude’s smile showed off his sharp teeth. “I know how to do bad.”
“So do I.” The shifter didn’t really know just how powerful he was. He’d worked hard to keep Jude and the others in the dark. Sometimes, you didn’t want the whole world to fear you—and sometimes, you did. “I need you to work with Tony. Find out if that special agent is legit. Use Pak’s contacts at the Bureau, and then call me.” He still had the phone Jude had given him.
The shifter measured him with a long, hard look. “Is she worth being hunted?”
He’d never been hunted. Always been the predator. Never prey.
“Don’t blow your life for a good fuck.”
“Get out of the truck, Jude.” There was no more time to waste, and he really didn’t want to punch out his friend.
Growling, Jude got out of the truck. “Don’t trust her, you hear me? She’s dangerous. The woman could fry you?—”
He laughed. “No, she couldn’t.” He was probably the only one she couldn’t burn. She could let her fire rage, and it wouldn’t so much as blister his skin.
Jude slammed the door. “Watch my truck, okay? Watch?—”
Zane left him, racing the truck forward and speeding down the road. After he found a place to stay, he needed to make Jana tell him the truth.
Don’t trust her. Maybe though, just maybe, he could make her trust him. If he did, then he could get to Project Perseus—and give the SOBs some serious payback.
But she’d have to trust him first. Have to think that she could rely on him for everything. Anything.
One killer, trusting another. Right. Fate would laugh her ass off at that one.
* * *
When she opened her eyes, Jana became aware of two things. One, she was in a bed. A hard and lumpy bed. Two, she wasn’t alone.
Since the last thing she remembered was standing in front of Dusk and getting shot—that bitch was so gonna pay for that—Jana didn’t move immediately. She kept her breathing nice and easy, even though her heart galloped in her chest. Slowly, she let the charge build within her body. Her gaze stayed on the peeling ceiling above her, on those faint brown water lines.
If the Bureau had taken her in for extermination, they’d find out that she wasn’t that easy to kill, and if they didn’t want to kill her…
I’m not going to be their attack dog. She was sick of being a weapon to the world.
The energy built inside her. More, more. The blast would come hot and strong and?—
“Turn it off.”
The words were clipped, cold, but the voice—familiar. Zane. She rolled onto her side and blinked in shock. He’d been beside her at Dusk. Standing right there when the agent fired. “They got you, too.” But why? Zane was a hunter, not?—
“They didn’t get me.” His chest was bare, and his dark hair was mussed, as if he’d been running his fingers through the mane.
Her breath caught. “I don’t understand.”
“Did you know you were on the extermination list?”
