It occurred to Jaya, as she fought to swim back through the currents of her fuzzy mind toward wakefulness, that she'd never in her life been unconscious until she met Ivan. She'd never needed surgery, never been knocked out or hit in the head. Her luck had definitely taken a turn for the worse when she met the evil arms dealer with a penchant for drugging her and placing her in extreme situations. Perhaps, she would mention this when the shitstorm of his inevitable anger came down upon her head.