Chapter 34

Caleb noticed Diana checking out the sideview mirror again and saw the tension in her stiffened spine. “See anything?”

“I thought I saw a black Humvee. Twice now. But when I look back, it’s gone, vanished in the rain.”

“I’ve seen it before.”

Diana looked at Caleb. “When?”

“When we were at the dance club. I saw it parked there and then again when I took a look in the Cascades for any evidence of the murdering red’s complicity; it followed me for a while and then disappeared.”

“A red? Or Ragnar?”

“Ragnar would have confronted me. The windows were too dark; I couldn’t see the driver, but I gathered he was a red—wary, questioning, but something more. I can't pinpoint the gut feeling I have about it, except that, even though he’s hostile—a red not liking a gray in the red's territory and has his sights set on the only female red wolf who’s young enough to be pursued—he doesn't seem to have any evil purpose.”

“Like reporting our actions to Alfred.”

“Right