“There were about eight to ten I think,” said Ashely looking at James.

“The leader called himself Elijah,” her eyes moved to Zoe, who stood leaning against the door, her arms crossed. “We know where he is, so you can stop hunting him now.”

Zoe scoffed, “And you think your department can handle it?”

Ashley’s anger was evident in her voice, “We killed three of them, and we could have killed the rest if they hadn’t fleed.”

“Where is he now?”

Ashley straightened up in the hospital bed. She winced as her shoulder touched the pillow behind her back. The attack was actually at Ashley’s office, lucky for her she...