Brodie woke, confused. He felt as if the whole world had hit him. He reached up and held the back of his head; it felt wet and sticky with blood. He moaned as he opened his eyes.
He was lying on a beige marble tiled floor and became aware of other people standing around him. He counted four pairs of trouser legs and one pair of bare legs resting on top of red, high heeled sandals. He sat up slowly on the floor and looked around.
There were four men in the room as well as the blond woman who had tried to kidnap him earlier. They stood in a semi-circle, all staring down at him.
He found himself in a large living room of a modern villa, with full width bifold doors that opened out onto a swimming pool area surrounded by extensive gardens. The furniture looked expensive and comfortable; two
