I said. I fought not to make one of those girly squeak noises as the side of the SUV brushed tree limbs on the side of the road.
"What?" Tilford asked.
"Either they want to know why I won't sleep with them, or they hate the fact that I fucked someone and I still kill more monsters than they do."
"I don't think the first, but the second, maybe."
"It's a guy thing, Tilford; it's not that they really want to sleep with me, it's just if one guy is, then why not them? It's just a fucking stupid guy thing."
He was quiet for a few breaths. "We're going in."
"We're almost there, I swear."
"If the thing that hurt Karlton is in there, the two of you won't make that big a difference, Blake."
"You'd be surprised," I said.
"What can you do that we can't?"
I didn't know what to say to that, but finally settled on, "I can sense wereanimals and vampires sometimes."
"So can the psychic," he said.
"But can she shoot them?" I asked.
He gave a small chuckle. "Probably not. We're going in."
"Tilford, please wait."
Edward half-yelled, "We're almost there!" The SUV skittered around a corner and then Edward slammed on the brakes so hard that only my braced leg and the desperate grip on the oh-shit handle kept me from kissing the dashboard.
"What the fuck, Ed . . . Ted?"
"What's wrong?" Tilford asked.
"There's a truck in the middle of the road," I said.
"A wreck?" Tilford asked.
The truck was upside down, the cab partially crushed, some of the windows broken as if it had flipped. "Yeah."
"Any injured?"
Edward and I kept staring at the truck. "No one we can see," I said.
"If there's injuries we can have one of the locals call it in," Tilford said.
Edward's hand was on the door handle, but he wasn't getting out. I touched his arm. "We'll call you back," I said, and handed Edward his phone. He put it away, and we looked at the wreck, and then we both started looking around at the trees so close to the road.
"The truck doesn't look right," I said.
"There isn't room to flip a truck that size on this road," Edward said. "It should be in the trees, maybe on its side, but there's no way to flip it."
"Yeah," I said.
I undid my seatbelt. Edward's was already undone. I moved the MP5 around on its sling so it was in my hands and ready. Edward had his FN P90 in his hands. But he dropped one hand off to sort of caress the M4 where it sat against his leg.
"Debating between guns?" I asked, as I scanned the trees on my side.
"The P90 from the car, but once we hit the woods I'll switch to the M4." I knew without turning around that he was scanning his side of the road.
"Mine's still at the gun shop being modified," I said. All I could see was trees, lots of trees.
"I'd have done it for you," he said.
"You're in New Mexico; it's a little far to go for gun repair," I said.
"I thought you said it was being modified, not repaired."
"Yeah."
"You getting the specs I suggested?" he asked; his voice had gone very quiet.
"Yeah," I said, and my voice was doing the same thing. We were talking, but we were also listening. You always did that, even though with wereanimals our most likely bad guy we'd probably never hear them coming. You still strain for it, and try to listen; all the while your eyes are almost hurting because you're looking so hard. I tried to let my gaze relax and just look for movement, just look for anything that didn't look like trees. I needed a shape that was out of place.
"I don't see anything," Edward said, finally.
"Me either," I said.
"Did they do this to keep us from going in with the other marshals, or is this an ambush just for us?" he asked.
"I don't know."
"Three choices," he said.
I kept scanning the trees. The shadows were thick in them. We were maybe an hour and a half from full dark. I said, "We get out and hike to join the hunt, or we stay put, or we back up and get out of here."
"Yep," he said, and I didn't have to turn around to know he was scanning his section as hard as I was scanning mine.
"Can't just stay put," I said.
"No," he said.
"Either they're going to jump us the minute we get away from our truck, or they'll wait until we start hiking through