Kat held a brief meeting with the Rogue Hunters in St. Louis. Jacob and Elijah were there, outfitted in spare uniforms.
Elijah looked stuffed into his super suit. He dwarfed the other male Supers, who were considerably tall—all well over six feet. Kat guessed he was pushing seven feet and wondered if the rest of the stone singers were so large. Elijah’s shoulders were as wide as Jumbo Jim’s, who he was replacing on the Alpha team. The strongman was still out with a broken foot and was being tended by his mate, Maya.
Garren had tried to sneak back in but was still limping too badly to be of much use.
Kat had taken him aside. “We need someone to lead the Rogue Hunters if the rest of us don’t come back. There are still enough in recovery to form another team if needed.”
He’d looked deeply
