Circle of Desire (Damask Circle 3) - Page 31

“Because there may not be much of a body left in the morning to check out.”

Mark hesitated. “Have you been drinking?”

“No.” Though he wouldn’t have minded a beer or two right now, if only to ease the stiffness in his bruised back muscles. “Just trust me on this and do as I ask.”

Mark grunted. “Anything else?”

“Yeah. Do another background check on Katherine Tanner. I want to know all there is to know about her.”

The phone line was silent for several seconds, then Mark said, “Don’t tell me she’s the pretty girl you’re bedding, partner, because the captain will hit the roof.”

“My sex life has nothing to do with Benton.”

“It does when the woman you’re involved with is a major player in a case you’ve been warned off.”

“I started this case, and I have every intention of finishing it. And neither the department nor the captain is going to stop me.”

“This could get you into very deep trouble, my friend.”

“If we catch this killer, I don’t really care.”

Mark grunted. “So where the hell are the three of you now? The captain went off his tree when he discovered they’d left the hotel with no word.”

“We’re in Rogue River. The killer’s apparently on the move, so I can’t say how long we’ll stay.”

“You want me to inform the local sheriff you’re there?”

No, he didn’t, but if things went pear-shaped, it was better to have their butts covered. “You’d better. I guess you’d better tell the captain, too.”

“I will. And keep me posted. If you find anything—and I mean anything—you report in. I don’t want to be going through the hassle of breaking in a new partner. I just got you trained properly.”

“Yeah, right,” Ethan said dryly. “Just do the checks for me, will you?”

“I’ll see what I can do and call you back.”

“Thanks.”

He hung up and stopped at the end of the street. There was no sign of movement to the left or the right. It was as if Kat had disappeared into thin air. But then, someone who could throw him across the road with sheer energy probably had another trick or two up her sleeve.

He sniffed the air, sorting through the odors of the night, and detected the faintest hint of sunshine to his right. He turned that way, but he had barely gone three steps when pain hit him so hard he stumbled.

Kat. In trouble.

He didn’t question his certainty, just ran like hell in her direction.

KAT DUCKED THE ZOMBIE’S CLENCHED FIST AND LASHED out with a booted foot. Her blow hit the creature’s knee with a satisfying crack, but if she’d done any damage it certainly didn’t show. The creature swung around, fists a blur. She leaned back and felt the rush of stinking air past her chin. She hit the zombie kinetically, thrusting it backward. It tumbled over a roadside barrier and disappeared from sight.

Two more emerged from the night. She swore softly. Three against one was decidedly unfair. Time for a strategic retreat, perhaps. She reached for her alternate shape, but in that instant, she felt the breeze of a fourth approach. She dove away, but something hit her arm, sliding through her jacket and sweater and deep into her flesh.

White fire burned through her veins and pain engulfed her. White ash. They had white ash. Holy hell, she was in trouble now! She gulped down air, fighting the blackness. Ignoring the sweat beading her face, she pivoted, smacking the zombie hard in the nose. Bone crushed and bits of flesh and God knows what else flew, but he didn’t seem to care. He grabbed her foot, twisting hard, and she screamed. Energy bubbled through her and she flung it his way, twisting it around his neck and snapping it taut. He was dead before he knew what hit him. She thrust his limp body into the other two. They went down like bowling pins but just as quickly righted themselves.

She turned and ran. She had no other choice. The white ash pinned her to the one form, and if she didn’t get it out quickly it could very well kill her.

Their footsteps thudded behind her, drawing ever closer. Zombies might be dead, but they weren?

?t slow. Even without turning, she could feel their fingers reaching for her.

She flung kinetic energy at the nearest tree, ripping free a heavy tree limb and tossing it behind her. Bodies thumped, and the stink of their presence disappeared. She stopped, spun, and hit another one kinetically, breaking its neck. Two down. But her whole body was shaking, and it wasn’t just a reaction to the white ash in her arm. She was pushing her abilities to the limit. If she wasn’t very careful, she’d have no energy left with which to defend herself.

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