Lisha was half-awake and half-asleep on the old mattress in the cheap old motel across the road from the men's shop. She had spent hours watching them and calculating their possible plans and in the process, she had learned a lot. They had no idea where she was: that she was just across the street, watching their every move from the second floor where the room she had taken was located. She was sure they were preparing another surprise for her, but what exactly, she had no idea. Yet, she was confident that she had them exactly where she wanted them. If everything went according to plan, they would walk...