Kali lay still listening to the conversation between Colbert and Badrick. Her pounding head made it easy to pretend she was still unconscious. She silently cursed the bastard who had Tasered her. The stinging in her back, along with the tenderness, made lying there in the awkward position she had been dropped even more excruciatingly uncomfortable.
She cracked her eyelids open just a fraction so she could get a bearing on where everyone in the room was located. Badrick and Colbert were about ten feet away while two of Badrick’s personal guards stood stoically near the door. She opened her eyes a fraction more to see how many men Colbert had with him. She counted three, including one of the bastards from the alley.
She quickly closed her eyes when Colbert turned toward her again. Keeping
