Chapter 21

Beauchamp sat on a bench beside him, reading aloud from a paperback.

“Zhenshchina?” He knew that voice, although the deadliness in it now had never been directed at him.

“Yes, I’m here.” The warmth radiating from her body was like a benison in this cold place.

“Sorry.” He couldn’t stop himself from shivering. He’d been stripped and beaten and…“Didn’t want to let them use me to get to you.”

Her hands were gentle as she stroked back his hair. “So you allowed them to brutalize you?”

“This is nothing,” he managed to get past split lips. “I’ve had worse done to me.”

“Yes, I know. In that other place.” She ran her fingertips over his ribs, and in spite of the gentleness of her touch, he couldn’t help hissing in pain. She leaned close to his ear. “I will get you out of here. Trust me.”

“Always do.” He’d be inclined to laugh if he didn’t know how much it would hurt. Someone was about to learn just how dangerous this woman could be when she was crossed!