Relief rushed through Shaun. It was stupid. She really shouldn't be in any danger sharing a meal with Dasha. Jozef had allowed Shaun to go to the women's luncheon at the mansion several weeks earlier. At the time, Shaun had been surrounded by bodyguards and it was unlikely that the Kobas would attack in their own home, if their intention was to harm Shaun. She wondered if she was being paranoid, then shrugged the thought away. She was mafia now, or at least mafia affiliated. She had to be paranoid. It was how she was going to survive. With that in mind, Shaun excused herself and stood to walk to the washroom. She would waste a few minutes in there so she wouldn't have to eat or drink anything before Jozef arrived. Karl moved to follow her, but Shaun shook her head, placing her hand on his arm. "I'll just be a minute. I'll be fine, promise." He seemed to agree that Shaun couldn't get into much trouble in the washroom by herself. He remained by the table, speaking
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