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And the front of the minivan burst into flames. The vehicle swerved and plowed into the trees.
That’s my girl.
But before he could speak, the SUV took aim at them once more. Another hard hit from behind made his teeth rattle. “Shit!”
“I can take care of them.”
He knew she could. But they were about to head into more traffic and if the fire got out of control…
Jana unsnapped her seat belt.
“What the hell are you doing?”
“Aiming.”
She crawled into the back seat. Her ass brushed his shoulder. Aw, damn.
He glanced in the mirror.
Smoke rose from the hood of the other vehicle. The driver of that SUV must’ve understood the message that she was sending because the brakes squealed as the SUV shuddered to a stop.
Zane got them the hell out of there. “Are you okay?”
“I’m fine.” But she didn’t sound fine.
He adjusted the rearview mirror and saw her slump in the back seat. “But if it’s all the same to you,” she muttered, “I’m staying back here.” Her lips curved in a tired smile. “And that, lover, was our welcome wagon.”
* * *
“Your police captain is collaborating with the perpetrators,” Kelly Thomas charged, pointing her finger at Antonio. “Not only did the bastard let them escape his custody once, he did it twice!”
Harold Evans, the chief of police, lowered his bushy brows and stared at Antonio. “That true, son?” His hard Southern accent rolled on the words.
Antonio narrowed his eyes. “I wasn’t the only one at that club.” He directed his glare at the agent who was seriously pissing I’m off. “She was right there. They got away from both of us, from half the PD, from?—”
“I had a shot,” Kelly snapped as her cheeks flamed. “I could have taken out that hunter!”
“Uh, hunter?” Harold asked, rubbing his grizzled jaw. Gray stubble coated his sagging chin.
“Zane Wynter, the hunter from Night Watch,” Antonio reminded him, though he knew the reminder wasn’t necessary. The slow-Southern-boy act was just that, an act. Men didn’t come any sharper than Harold.
“And he’s teamed up with the arsonist?” Harold shook his head. “Why?”
“There’s no proof he’s teamed up with her—” Antonio began.
“Bullshit.” Ah, the agent was eloquent. Normally, he rather liked that in a woman. In her, not so much. “Wynter had Jana Carter in his arms. All he had to do was surrender her to me, and this nightmare would have been over.”
Instead, Zane had unloaded on them all and taken the woman who the hell knew where. Antonio sure hadn’t seen that move coming. But then, Zane had surprised him a few times before, too.
“You took my weapon,” Kelly snapped. “If you’d just stood the fuck down, I would’ve had Jana Carter in custody.”
The small office seemed too hot. He could feel the heavy weight of Harold’s stare.
“You knew my gun didn’t have bullets in it, Captain Young. Just enough drugs to put them both down.” Her breath huffed out. “You knew that.”
Time to cut the bullshit. Everyone in that office understood the score. “And you know what drugs do to demons.” He shook his head. “It might not have knocked him out. It could have set him off—it could have made him rabid and the guy could have attacked us all!”
“He did attack us!” she threw back.
