Kate felt a hand patting the side of her face as one would do to wake someone up. Her eyes fluttered open and the same man who had knocked her unconscious knelt in front of her, studying her eyes.

After a few seconds, he nodded and said, “You should be fine.”

“Where,” Kate stopped, her voice was hoarse and words barely came out. She coughed and tried to clear her throat but it was too dry.

She was sitting down inside some kind of office, this one looking ...