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Washington D.C. Tigers were, but he was still a threat. She wasn’t sure of his name, but at the moment it didn’t seem to matter. He hadn’t bothered to tell her his name when she had told him hers. She made a mental note to ask him later.
    With that, she let her gaze slide to Theodore. The first thing that caught her attention was his shoulder length light brown hair, with mixtures of darker brown highlights. If either of them was less of a threat, based on looks, she’d say it was him. He was younger and seemed to follow the other man’s lead. Still, even though she knew the things Frank had said were lies, she couldn’t help but feel uncomfortable with the bear in the car. He was the unknown in the equation, the one she feared the most. Especially now that Garth and Red were in the other vehicle. When everyone was together, she wasn’t sure if she was more concerned with Garth or Theodore. Garth’s leather jacket and black jeans reminded her of the shifters who were killed on the roof.
    “Quinn said this route has a road block, so I’m programing a new route into the GPS that he says is clear. It will get us back to the airstrip at the cost of an additional fifteen minutes.” Theodore leaned forward and tapped the dashboard screen, readjusting the navigation. He eyed the driver. “You might not like him, my friend, but having him as a United States Marshal can have it benefits.”
    “Quinn?” Mira questioned tentatively.
    “Quinn Evans,” the man in the driver’s seat replied. “He’s a black panther. He’s without a clan, but he’s a supporter of Tabitha’s…in his own way.”
    With the GPS updated, Theodore turned in his seat to look at her. “Don’t mind him, he just doesn’t like Quinn’s style of doing things.”
    “Let’s just say there’s bad blood between us.” He never met her gaze in the rearview mirror like he had every other time he’d spoken. Was there something more to this tension between him and the Marshal? She wasn’t sure, but it was just one more thing she would have to ask him later.
    “Bad blood.” Theodore let out a deep laugh. “You can’t even be in the same room with him and not clash. We’re all on the same side, but you two act like you could kill each other.”
    “Not all of us are on the same side,” he snapped, as the last of the city lights faded behind them. “Don’t doubt for one minute that Quinn wouldn’t turn one of us in if it meant making his career. Unlike the rest of us, who are fighting for the lives of our entire species, he’s all about himself.”
    They pulled to a stop next to a private plane a short while later, and Theodore opened his door. “I’ll get the plane started.”
    “We’ll keep watch while you get us ready,” he told the bear shifter as he climbed out.
    Since she couldn’t hide in the SUV permanently, she followed suit. The cool winter air hit her with full force, and a few snow flurries danced on the air like flakes of glitter scattered through the darkness. The few lights around the small private airport served to make the flakes glisten. She had been entertained briefly by the magic of it, and it wasn’t until the man beside her pushed his door shut that she even noticed Theodore had disappeared into the plane, leaving them alone. “You never told me who you are.”
    “There’s a purpose for everything.”
    Even after she stepped in front of him, he refused to meet her gaze. “You’re hiding something.”
    “Everything I do has a reason. We should go. Garth and Red have arrived at their plane and will be ready to take off shortly.” He nodded toward the only other plane on the runway. It was a little farther down, but she could still make out the lights of the truck they had been driving.
    “Tell me your name or I’m not going.” If he didn’t want her to know something as simple as his name, it only made her question what else he was hiding from her.
    “Once you know that bit of information,