His eyes carried a hint of warning, but his tone was light as he said to Ursula, "Remember to transfer the money for the car to my account. With your ability, I'm sure you'd be able to find out what my account number is. If you can't, you can just write a check and have it delivered to the Reid family."

With that, Darius put the pedal to the metal and sped away, leaving Ursula and the officer coughing from the dust and exhaust fumes.

In the car, Darius looked murderous. He'd never been this angry before; it felt like his day had been wasted on freaks. He took a deep breath, shut his eyes, and pressed the bridge of his nose. Now, the only thing he could feel thankful for was the fact that he'd gotten rid of Ursula.

At this thought, he frowned and turned to look at the window she'd tried to jump out of—the frame was out of shape. Darius sighed. He'd be lying if he said it didn't bother him, but compared to that, he was more interested in the Evans family.

He'd heard of it before and