But she was glad that Dancer didn’t seem to mind. As she started to remove her shirt, she felt a sudden shift in the air.

Turning, she gasped as she saw the figure coming out of the shadows.

It was Kyr. And he wasn’t pleased to see her.

CHAPTER 31

At the appearance of Kyr in her bedroom, Sumi felt the heat of a rage the likes of which she’d never experienced before. There was no fear inside her. Only a need to tear him into pieces.

He glared at her. “You didn’t really think you could escape me, did you?”

Throwing her head back, she laughed at his question. “You’re a fucking idiot. You know that? And I can’t thank you enough for saving me the time and effort it would take to hunt you down.” She went for him with everything she had. With the full of her weight, she caught him about the middle and flipped him to the ground. “Where’s my daughter?”

He gave her a blow that sent pain throbbing through her skull. But she didn’t care. She’d hurt later. Right now, all that mattered was beating him until he told her where Kalea was. She tried to pin him, but he rolled out from her hold and stood up. With a growl, he slammed her against the dresser.

Grimacing in pain, she used her legs to kick them both back. Unbalanced, Kyr released her. She spun on him with her fists, then landed a solid kick to the center of his chest. “Where is she, you bastard!”

“You want her? Surrender to me and I’ll release her.”

How stupid did he think she was? “I don’t believe you!” There was no way he’d release the only leverage he had.

He came at her with his knife. Sumi pulled her shirt off and used it to wrap around his wrist as she rolled into his body, bit his forearm, and pulled the knife from his grasp.

Cursing, he punched her, then pulled another knife and caught her a glancing blow to her ribs. She stabbed him in the shoulder, burying the knife to the hilt. He kicked her back and stumbled.

“Sumi!” Dancer shouted from the locked door.

Kyr turned back toward the window.

Knowing if he left, she’d never see Kalea again, she ran at him and slammed him to the floor. She stabbed him again, but not before he cut her arm. Dazed, she scrambled to hold him as best she could. The slimy bastard escaped and kicked her hard in the head.

She was still holding on to Kyr’s arm, slashing at him, when Dancer came crashing through the door.

With a furious shriek, Kyr punched her in the throat and broke free.