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she didn’t have a response ready. All she could do is try to keep her nerves from fraying.
    “Because she’s Astrid Collins. Her family will want to come get her.”
    “From Virginia? You’re Helen’s daughter?” Ray threw a brooding look over his shoulder as he stopped amid a cluster of vehicles that hadn’t been here earlier.
    “Yes,” she murmured.
    “We should take her back to the mansion, get her cleaned up and call her family.” Griffin’s calmness seemed to take soothe balm over of the urgency of his brother as the older Cinder nodded.
    “I’d like to call my mother.” She didn’t have to fake the waver in that request. “And I need my things, at the camp site.”
    “Which one is yours?”
    “The blue tent with yellow accents. My backpack is all I need.” She glanced over her shoulder toward the camp. Griffin stood behind her, staring at her ass, and her breath caught. She blinked amid a loud and sudden rushing of her heartbeat pounding loudly in her head. It was too confusing to understand.
    While she stood there, muddled, Ray asked a CTF member to gather her things and urged her forward again until they reached the vehicles.
    Ray opened the door of a large black SUV and she didn’t hesitate to climb in. She was here to cause them harm, but everything she knew about them—and she knew quite a bit from her investigation—showed men who were a police force for their own community. Vigilantes, they took it upon themselves to rob para-talents of their powers. They had to be stopped.
    But they claimed they held themselves to high ethical standards. She’d be safe with the Cinders. For now.
    The back door of the SUV opened, the vehicle dipped and the scent of rain filled the cabin. She peered behind her from the corner of her eye. Griffin settled into the back seat, secured his seatbelt and crossed his arms over his chest. “Well, woman. Buckle up. Ray drives like an old lady, which is fine when no one else is on the road, but you take your life in your own hands.”
    Hands shaking, she did as he said. Her hair fell into her face again. She almost didn’t recognize it, as she’d dyed her blonde as a disguise for this trip. The brown had looked good until now. It had to be a bird’s nest up there and it tangled when she pushed it behind her ear.
    They rode in silence as she stared at her boots, ruined from the gook in the forest. They’d been a precious purchase and now she regretted wearing them out here.
    For several moments, she kept her mind blank, but then her purpose couldn’t be ignored longer. She needed to find a way to get under their skins, get their secrets. And then put an end to their overstepping power. It was why she was here. But now it didn’t seem so straightforward. It’d been an easy plan on the surface but her entire body clenched tight, resistant. They’d take one look at her and know she was lying through her teeth if she couldn’t relax.
    And if she couldn’t turn off this instinct to turn and stare at Griffin Cinder.
    “Cut it out back there,” Ray groused and glanced in the rearview mirror. He flipped on the defrost and nudged it to high. “Can’t see with you putting out so much fog.”
    “Lower the windows,” Griffin growled.
    “What’s wrong with you?” Ray slapped at the controls and all the windows cranked open.
    The scent of rain grew heavier. Her body misted and her nipples hardened. The ache built in her pussy with no relief no matter how she shifted. She’d never been so turned-on in her life and she couldn’t see much less touch the man responsible.
    A hand came from behind and gripped the side of her seat. Strong fingers tightened until the flesh around the nails went white. So close, only an inch from her shoulder. She wanted to lean into him. If they could touch, those hands would skim down her tummy, tease her, stroke over her slit until she parted her legs. Shaking and eager, she’d beg for where she needed him.
    A whimper escaped