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the items she requested, he joined Kat in the sitting room, watching
her look through the thick book of names and numbers. "This book will tell
you how to find them?" Barak questioned while she continued her search
through the pages. He liked the way she worried her lower lip with her teeth
when she concentrated. Barak could not wait to spend eternity discovering all
her little habits and vices.
    "Not exactly, but it
will let me get in contact with someone who might," she said, circling one
of the entries.
    "When you have
eliminated these traitors, we must talk, my Zi mate. We have much that must be
discussed," Barak informed her. Looking up he nodded a greeting to a
returning Adrik. "I believe the things you required have arrived."
    "I'll tell you what,
Barak." She stood and took the bags from his clansman, and shot him a grin
that stole his breath. "You help me take these assholes out, and we will
do a whole lot more than talk."
     

Chapter Seven
     
    The vibration of the
engine, and her thighs tight against Barak's as he pulled the Hog up to the
front of the building, had Kat more than a bit aroused. Her nipples pressed so
tight against the material of her top, they ached. She moaned, somewhat
disappointed when he turned into a parking space just beneath the three neon X's,
and turned off the motor. If they had the time, she would have convinced him to
relieve the desire that was leaving her hot and wet.
    "I can sense your
arousal, my precious Zi. Do you have need of me?" he asked, standing, and taking her into his arms. She allowed him to pull her body tight
to him.
    "I do need you,
love, but now is not the time," Kat said, standing on her tiptoes to brush
her lips across his. "Right now, we need to go inside and take a look
around."
    "When this is done,
I will see to all your needs then, my sweet little Kat." He breathed the
promise against her lips before releasing her and heading for the door.
    Once inside the seedy
strip joint, Kat and Barak made their way to a corner table and sat down. They were
certain to position themselves so they could easily watch who came and left the
place and still be able to observe the other patrons. Being the middle of the
week, the place was empty, so they shouldn't have much trouble searching for
their quarry.
    "Why do these woman
dance about for these men who are not their mate?" Barak asked low after a
scarcely clad server set down their drinks and moved on to the next occupied
table.
    "Money," Kat
said, taking a sip of the obviously watered down drink while keeping her eyes trained
on the door.
    "And they do not see
this as degrading and fear not obtaining a mate?" he questioned while he
watched the dancer on the stage perform.
    "Don't be
judgmental," she bit out at him, the edge in her tone showing her obvious
offence at his suggestion. "They do what they need to survive. Some of
these girls have kids to feed, so if some idiot is willing to fork out his
paycheck to see her shake her ass, then so be it. What makes you think a woman
needs a man in her life? I might like rolling in the sack with you, and maybe
even just sitting around talking, but I don't need a man to define me."
    "Forgive me, I did
not mean to offend you." He sounded hurt, and she felt like an ass for
getting so mad at him for something he obviously did not understand. However,
it was better that he understood now before they took their relationship any
further.
    "It's all right,"
she said, spying both Tie and Randolph entering the building. "It looks
like the party is about to begin."
    "Are you certain
they will not know you?" Barak asked.
    "Oh, honey, they'll
never see me coming," Kat said with a smile. She flipped her new black bob-cut
hair, and adjusted her vinyl halter. Kat had every intention of displaying an
eyeful of cleavage.
    Sauntering across the
room, Kat paused three tables down from where the two men
sat. She was counting on the assistance of the two women — a tall, thin blonde,
and a midsized