Nadya's Nights: Road to Vengeance by Indy McDaniel Read Free Book Online Page B

ear and listened to the ringing.
     
    Once it answered, she spoke.  “Mission accomplished.  Target eliminated.”  After a pause, she added, “Medical attention required.”
     
    On the other end of the line, Vladimir Belikov’s concerned voice replied.  “Serious?”
     
    Nadya took another look at her wound.  She was starting to feel light headed.  A side effect from the blood loss.  Looking back to the road, she gave a half shrug.  “More or less.”
     
    Vlad told her where to go and she was thankful that it wasn’t far.  She hung up and focused on her driving, not wanting to get in any fender benders along the way.  When she reached the place she was heading, she didn’t even bother trying to parallel park.  She pulled the car halfway up onto the sidewalk and shut it off.  Reaching across herself, past her wounded arm, she opened the door and slid out.
     
    The adrenaline of her fight was wearing off and leaving nothing but pain all over her body.  She shut the car door behind her and looked through the broken window, noticing all the blood she’d left on the seat.  Someone will have to move the car.  The shitty parking job is going to draw attention.  The blood’ll draw even more.
     
    The bad kind.
     
    A wave of dizziness flooded her and she decided it was someone else’s problem.  She made for the apartment building she’d parked in front of.
     
    Looking down the list of names and numbers, Nadya found the one she was looking for – Ulbrecht Reinhardt – and hit the call button.
     
    A voice responded with a simple, “Yes?”
     
    “Nadya,” she replied, her voice weak.
     
    A moment later, the front door buzzed and she reached over to open it, going inside.  She rode the elevator up to the third floor and stumbled out.  She seemed to be growing weaker by the moment.  Finding the room number she was after, she gave what could barely be called a knock.
     
    The door opened and Nadya caught half a glance of the young man who answered.  He was wearing clean, nice looking clothes.
     
    Too bad I’m going to ruin it with all my blood , Nadya thought as her vision went black and she fell forward.
     
    She was unconscious before she even felt herself press against the young doctor.

Chapter Six: Language Barriers
     
    Nadya awoke suddenly.
     
    She lay in a small bed with a thick wool blanket pulled over her.  The room was dark.  She glanced around, trying to see through the shadows.  A barrage of feelings struck her at once.  Her wounded shoulder throbbed, as did her back.  Dragging her able hand from her side up to her shoulder, she also realized she was nude.  At least from the waist upwards.
     
    Anger flared up inside her at the thought of someone undressing her while she was unconscious.  She felt the bandage around her wounded shoulder briefly then reached down to confirm she still wore panties.  She pushed herself up, holding the blanket to her chest, looking around for her clothes.  Pain streaked up her back and she let out an involuntary yelp, falling back onto the bed.  She lay there, trying to push the pain away but it was being persistently stubborn.
     
    Across the room, a door opened, letting light spill into the room and reveal some of its secrets.  Nadya looked and saw what seemed to be a more or less clean and well-stocked bachelor pad.  She spotted the silhouette of a man entering the room and she tensed, bringing the blanket closer to her chest and trying to look for something she could use as a weapon.  The door closed again and the man moved further into the room, clicking on a lamp by the wall.
     
    The light allowed Nadya to get a better look at his face and she recognized him as the man that had answered the door to the apartment.  The doctor Vladimir had sent her to.
     
    That explains the bandages.  But not why I’m mostly naked.
     
    Her eyes narrowed and she spoke in a low, cool voice in her native language.  “Where are my