Tina stared into the dark brown eyes. She vaguely noted the yellow-gold specks and slight slant of them. Between his facial features and his accent, he looked like he could have come from somewhere in the Eastern European area. Her eyes flickered to his lips. His teeth were definitely from somewhere else.
Drawing in a deep breath to steady her nerves, she nodded for him to continue. Her eyes flickered past him briefly to Bahadur. The Curizan was lying very still.
“Go on,” she ordered in a husky voice. “Who are you?”
Viper slowly sat up. He had to pull his knees up and place his hands on the floor of the cage to steady himself as a wave of dizziness washed through him. His cat was in worse shape than he was. Images of it lying sprawled out on its back, its legs twisted around in an impos
