She wanted to listen in on what they were saying, just in case it had something to do with her. Her nerves were humming, but she had to find out who they were and why they were here—wherever here was.
Duck-walking, Zofia made it to a stairway, that lead down to the first set of catwalks, which was in the shadows, so she felt they wouldn't see her. Making it to the bottom without their notice, she crawled until she was almost directly above them. Now she was certain the taller man was the one who had stole into her room the other night. He was tall enough. She just knew it had to be him. When she thought about it, she became pissed about his invasion of her bedroom, trying to abduct her. If only she'd had the Stone of Irdisi that night—or now, for that matter—she'd give him a jolt of Power
