Go check on Holly, said a voice in his head. He turned his bike around and headed back to Holly’s apartment. After a moment, he realized he wasn’t alone. Looking to his right, he saw Scorch pull up beside him. He didn’t know what had prompted his brother to join him, but he was grateful for the company. He didn’t like the feeling he had and something told him bad things were happening at Holly’s. He hoped like hell he was wrong and that she was tucked safely into bed for the night. Their bikes roared into the parking lot and they stopped under a light. The night was still and quiet as they approached Holly’s apartment. The door stood ajar and Crimson’s heart pounded in his chest. He pushed the door open and stepped inside, scenting the air for trouble. Holly’s scent surrounded him, but there was the tang of an unknown male. Crimson’s bear rumbled its displeasure. Scorch joined him and they checked the place out together. The hypodermic needle lying on the carpet beside her bed nearly made him throw up.
