8A Long Hard KissIt took a while for Billy to get the processor rigged and booted, so Tazia curled up on the leather sofa under a fleece throw he’d removed from the bed—and from Tracey—to grab a nap. At the same time, he woke the sleeping woman to suggest she go home, “Time to bugger-off, love.” Tazia vaguely heard the exchange and watched through one semi-closed eye as a flounce of blonde locks made its way past her and out the door, then she fell asleep once more.
A little later, the sounds of raised voices infiltrated her dreams and the image of mangled limbs protruding from a cascade of rocks faded sufficiently for her to become aware of her location on Billy's sofa again.
“What the f**k do you mean? You told Dr. Mackenzie that I wanted to shag…” Billy’s voice became muffled for a mo
