Charles sat on the hood of his SUV in front of the cabin. He’d thought about getting farther away in case someone came calling, but immediately decided against it. He hoped someone came. There was a brief pause before Jonas said, “Did you call Tim?” “No.” “The Boss?” “Left a message.” “You gonna tear that bitch down?” “Yes.” Charles looked out through the silent darkness. “Shifters are no good to us in this. They have some kind of special serum up here. We need our kind, and humans with magic. I sent info to Jameson but I don’t intend to wait until he has a plan.” “I’ll leave here in twenty. Don’t do anything stupid until I get there.” Charles dropped the phone to his lap, still staring out into the night. Jonas gave him a lot of shit, but that male would drop everything to help a brother-in-arms, and that included Ann. She was one of the group, despite technically being under Tim’s authority. They didn’t let one of their own get taken without doing everything they could to rescue her.
