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brunette, who were currently attempting to get the table's
occupants to purchase lap dances. Of course, Ben Franklin was a sure persuader.
"I have a proposition that will net you each an easy hundred and take only
a few minutes. Are you interested?" Kat had barely finished when both women
eagerly nodded and stuck out their hands.
    ****
    Barak and Kat sat in the
silence of the dark storage closet, waiting for the arrival of their guest in
the small private room that sat across the hall. Kat had been certain to
instruct the woman on which room to draw them to, and then on what excuse to use so they could escape safely before anything happened.
She did not want to be responsible for an innocent being injured in the
crossfire.
    The sounds of giggles and
heavy footsteps signaled the arrival of their guest. Barak had held her 9mm
until they had taken refuge here, and now, fingering the cool metal, her finger
twitched in anticipation. She needed retribution, not only for herself, but
also for her ruthlessly killed colleagues. These men had defiled the oath that
bound them as a trusted team, and it was time for payback.
    Once they heard the door
close, then the two quick raps that signaled the girl's departure, Kat and
Barak moved across the hall and took up positions on each side of the door. One
strong kick from Barak sent the door crashing open, and allowed her to move
into the room and fire off two shots before either man even made it out of their
chairs. The first shot caught Tie in the throat, and he stared at her wide-eyed
with blood pouring around the hands that griped his throat, the last glimmers
of life filtering through his eyes. The second shot was a clean kill, striking
Randolph in the center of the forehead, and Kat could not help but feel a bit
disappointed that he had died so quickly.
    "Time to go, your
police friends will be on their way," Barak told her, placing his hand on
the small of her back and giving her a gentle nudge toward the door and their
escape.
    "And then there was
one," Katrina said with a slow smile while climbing on the bike behind
Barak. They tore out of the parking lot and into the night.
     

Chapter Eight
     
    When they arrived back at
the suite, Kat wasted little time rinsing the temporary color from her hair. She
was glad to see the swirls of blackened water carry her devious persona into the
drain. One of her former team remained to bring to justice, and she planned to
call in a favor from an old friend to track him down. Sara Childers had been
her best friend all through high school, and probably the closest she came to
having one in her adult life. However, both of their careers kept them busy,
but they managed to slip away for dinner and a girls' night out at least once a
month. If Kat could trust anyone in the city, it would be Sara. Of course, that
would wait until she took care of some more personal needs.
    Wrapping the towel around
her hair, she then made her way out of the bathroom and into the sitting room
where Barak and his companions sat. The conversation instantly went silent,
letting Kat know it had been about her. "Am I interrupting?" she
asked, laying her hand against Barak's shoulder and watching as every male in
the room looked in any direction but directly at her.
    "They have concerns
that they will not be able to find their Zi mate before our time here is done,"
he told her. Taking her hand in his, he brought it to his lips. "And that
if they were to know our true form, they would not accept them." The look
in his eyes said he shared this concern, and Kat knew there was only one real
way to alleviate the insecurity in the room. She just hoped she was able to
handle the truth.
    "Well, let me see
your complete form, not just the horns. Show me your true form and let me be
the judge of what is and is not acceptable." She kept her voice calm and
confident, though her heart was pounding so hard it echoed in her ears.
    "You are certain?"
he asked. His companions all looked at