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Now that she’d gone back to her dark hair and her skin hadn’t seen the sunlight in months, she doubted Nancy would recognize her. Nancy had only been with her a few hours that fateful night, anyway.
Not that Jana had ever forgotten her. You didn’t forget the woman who changed your life. Payback.
“So how do we get from point A to point fucking Perseus?” Zane demanded.
She grabbed his hand. Now or never. “Leave that to me.” If he wanted to walk into hell, she’d take him and maybe, just maybe, they could bring down the devil together.
Then I’ll be free.
If only.
Running hadn’t worked—they’d just come after her. They’d keep coming, until the Perseus group was stopped. Zane was strong. She knew he was high on the demon scale. Would he be strong enough to stop the bastards? I hope so.
She and Zane hurried forward, and as soon as Jana caught sight of two EMTs returning to their ambulance, she let out a high, desperate scream. “Help me!” She shoved against Zane, sending him stumbling. “My brother—he’s—” Jana broke off dramatically and then whispered to Zane, “Hit the ground.”
Zane collapsed.
“He’s having a seizure again! Oh, God, he’s been having them almost constantly, and I don’t have his meds, I don’t?—”
The EMTs—a man and a woman—rushed over to them. Jana held onto Zane’s hand, clinging tightly and, because she was one fine actress, she let the tears track down her cheeks as the EMTs loaded Zane onto a stretcher and rushed him inside the hospital.
“What kind of medication is your brother taking?” one of the EMTs demanded.
“Uh…uh…rufinaide.”
The EMT blinked and squinted at her.
What? That was a seizure medication, wasn’t it? She vaguely remembered hearing the name from a news story. Just then, Zane moaned and his head sagged against the stretcher.
“It’s over,” she exclaimed, letting her own head drop forward. From the corner of her eye, she saw a familiar figure bustling over to them. Nurse Nancy always liked to take a look at every new arrival. After all, that was her job.
Jana had been back a few times over the years, back to take a look at the nurse. You screwed me over, Nancy.
When paranormals were sick or injured, usually it was harder for them to mask exactly who—what—they were. Nancy counted on that. She preyed on their weakness. Everyone at Perseus did.
The EMT said, “We need to get him stable and?—”
“What’s going on here?” the nurse asked.
Jana squeezed Zane’s hand. Hard.
His eyes fluttered open, and in that instant, she caught his demon-black stare.
Nurse Nancy sucked in a sharp breath.
A blink from Zane and his eyes were back to green. “Wh-what happened?” His head turned slowly, and he focused on Jana. “Did I…Shit, the hospital.”
He shoved up, but the EMTs grabbed his arms and tried to hold him down.
“Easy, sir, you’ve had a seizure. You need?—”
“Fuck what I need.” He broke their hold in an instant and surged to his feet. He wavered for a moment, and his body shuddered.
Okay, so Zane was a pretty good actor, too. She’d need to remember that.
He caught her arm and hauled her close. “You know better than to bring me here,” he muttered.
Nurse Nancy stepped in front of them. “I’d like to talk with you a moment, sir.”
