While the other models that had been in the limo with Helena all but fell out the back door, the brunette slowly walked toward the suddenly winged hero.

"Aren't you far from home, hero?" She looked him up and down, appraisingly. She glanced at the driver's compartment when she could see the smashed windshield and dead driver.

She gave Hellkitten a glance. "We're just shaken up. Must have been a wrong turn."