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permitted
the full force of the events from the previous night to sink in.
    She could mark Drake off
her to-kill list. One down, three to go. Only thing to do next was determine
where to find Tie, Jones, and Randolph, and how to draw them out so she could
put them in the ground. Then there was the man — or Zironet, though she was still
not certain exactly what that was — who thought she was his destined mate. Not
that she would mind spending her nights wrapped in his arms, having the most
perfect sex imaginable. However, until she cleaned up some loose ends and
cleared her name, she did not have time for any romantic delusions. Of course,
there was also the fact he had horns.
    "Kat, are you well?"
Barak asked from nearby.
    "Fine, just
finishing up," she called back, rinsing the remains of the shampoo from
her hair.
    "I feared you were
angry with your marks." His voice was closer now, just outside the curtain.
    "Marks? What are you talking about?" she
asked, confused by his comment. Stepping out of the shower, she reached for the
towel she had placed on the rack nearby, only to discover it gone. Turning
toward Barak, she found him holding her thick cotton towel, his eyes glued to her upper body — more precisely, her shoulder. Looking down
and taking in the dark swirling marks covering her from shoulder to elbow, her
mouth dropped open. "Whoa, where did that come from, and how did it get
there?"
    "It is symbolic of
our union, declaring us a mated pair," he told her, moving forward to dry
her off.
    "You did not say
anything about this," she accused, jerking the towel from his hands and
hastily began to rub the moisture from her skin. "You know the department
has strict rules about tattoos being visible when we're in uniform. What am I
suppose to do, dress in long sleeves all year long?"
    "In my world it is a
badge of honor that represents our clan and signifies our union." He
sounded a bit annoyed with the fact she was thinking of how to cover the twist
of symbols that matched his own.
    "Well, when we're in
your world, I'll show it off to everyone we meet. However, as long as we're
here in the real world, I cannot go around with your neon sign that reads 'mine'."
Kat was not certain what she had said in her haste to dry off and get dressed,
but by the large grin that now covered his face, it had been something he
liked.
    Slipping her white tank
top over her head, she turned to face the mirror and take in her appearance.
Well, she had to admit, with a little hair dye and her new marking, she could
be on top of her enemy with his throat cut before he knew what hit him. "Can
you send someone down to the drug store? In addition to some hair dye, I need a
clean phone. I'm certain they have my line tagged by now."
    Barak looked confused
again, but he nodded and yelled for Adrik. At least he had not argued the
point; maybe there was hope for him yet.
    "Can you ride? A
motorcycle, I mean," she asked while she began searching through the end
table for a pen to make a list of everything she needed picked up.
    "The loud two-wheeled
devices?" he asked. His choice in description made her chuckle; it really
took the macho out of the image.
    "Yes, that would be
them," she said, making a quick list on a scrap of paper she'd found.
    "Then, yes, I can
ride them," Barak said, handing her list to his companion.
    "Good," she
said, resting her hand along the side of his jaw. "I think I know where to
find both Tie and Randolph. Jones will be a bit more difficult."
    ****
    Barak knew that any
attempt to take her from the outerplane before she accomplished her revenge
would be unsuccessful. Kat needed to breach the division between the two worlds
willingly, and though she appeared to be accepting of him being something other
than human, he had yet to bring up the topic of her returning to his plane. Therefore,
it was in the best interest of all that he and his clan assist her in disposing
of these last individuals.
    After sending Adrik to
retrieve