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MikhailWe return to the couch and immerse ourselves in the search, reading every word written on each page as the hours slowly pass.Maria's keen eyes catch something I've missed. The pages in the lead-up to my father's death have also been torn out. She runs her fingertips over the page and suddenly holds it up against the light as if seeing something that isn't there.I join her side, and that's when I see it.When she tilts the journal in just the right direction, a series of light indentations can be seen.Ghosts of pen marks from the prior pages that have been torn out. The marks are so light that they might not have been noticed were it not for Maria's eye for detail."I can't read it," she says, squinting at the page. "Can you?""I know a way," I tell her, taking the journal out of her hands. "Hand me a sketching pencil."Maria's face lights up instantly, and she hurries to the desk drawer. "Here." She hands me what I'm asking for.Gently, I brush the pencil over the raised ma
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MariaThe sun is elusive this morning, and grayness dominates the light in our bedroom. I'm tangled in the soft sheets, feeling the warmth from Mikhail's body beside me. I close my eyes again, attempting to hold onto the peace of the moment, but it's shattered by the sound of Mikhail's phone."Shit." His face turns grim as he listens to the voice on the other end. Mikhail bolts upright, throwing off the sheets and leaping out of our bed. He quickly dresses, the muscles in his back flexing as he pulls on his button-down shirt.Sitting up, I clutch the sheet against my chest. "What is it?" I ask, dreading the answer."Pavel," he replies rapidly. "Larissa's home is under attack. We suspect the Lanzzare are behind it because of Mercy." He pauses, dressing long enough to meet my gaze. "It's legit, Maria."The pounding on the bedroom door startles me, and Mikhail swings it open. From the hallway, Pavel's voice is urgent, borderline panicked, sending alarm through me. "Rurik is on ajob," he
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MariaMy heart plummets and my knees tremble—I don't like that sound."Mercy!" I burst into the natatorium, finding her floating in the pool. She has on my yellow two-piece, and a speaker blasts Taylor Swift. I shut the music off, and she glances toward me."Marie?" Mercy's face clouds with confusion. "What's going on? You look pale."At that moment, there's another loud crash on the floor above us. Something, or somebody, has hit the floor hard enough to shake it. Wide-eyed, Mercy stares at me for answers. "Marie, what the fuck is going on?""Something is wrong!" I hiss. "We need to get out of here!"Mercy swims to the pool's edge and leaps out of the water, grabbing her beach towel. I take her hand and pull her toward the door. We still have time before whoever is upstairs decides to search the lower floors.But footsteps pound the landing above us, and there is no time.I grab Mercy, pulling her along the gray hallways that transform into a treacherous labyrinth."We'll take the em
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MikhailAn unexpected rain pelts the windshield as I pull up to Larissa's house. Pavel went to aid Rurik, following orders to meet here afterward. But no one is around, and the house looks peaceful from the outside. The rain runs off the roof, forming small puddles on the stone walkway that leads to the door.The curtains are drawn, and the shrubs have been trimmed to perfection. Everything appears tranquil and calm in the light rain. Have I made a mistake? A chill runs through me as I wonder if the Lanzzare have set up an ambush. The thought angers me that they could be using my sister to get me. I put the car in park and jump out, sprinting toward the door, ignoring the rain.I have to find Larissa now and make sure she's safe.My key sticks in the lock as I try to turn it. Rurik is against keypads, and I take a deep breath and steady my hands as I turn the key again. When the door finally swings open, a confused but unharmed Larissa is standing in the hallway, staring at me and the
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MariaI'm overwhelmed by a terrible smell that I can't describe. I take shallow breaths and hold my body very still. I'm held captive in my own body, my limbs heavy and immovable, as if I've been frozen in time. I have the impression that I'm falling, and it's odd. This sensation of being surrounded by rough, jagged hardness, though I can't reach out and touch the edges. I can feel them scratch me as my body rolls back and forth. I want it to stop, but it won't. I take deep breaths, trying hard to stave off the terror, but it only makes the sensation worse. I feel the walls pressing against my skin, almost crushing me. I want it to end, but I'm powerless to stop it.There is a jolt as if I've hit bottom, and the shock of a sudden stop reverberates through my bones. Everything around me is silent, and it becomes unbearable. I try to move, starting slowly by wiggling my fingers and tapping them against the hard surface. But when I try to lift my arm, it feels too heavy to move.No matte
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MariaI jolt awake from the sudden noise of glass breaking somewhere in the house. Having spent the night on the dining room floor, I sit up quickly. Holding myself still, I listen for movement, but it's silent again. That's not reassuring. Outside, it's an overcast morning. But for now, I'm still here and alive. I tug at the zip tie binding my ankle to the chair, and the chair's legs bang against the hardwood floor louder and louder as I desperately try to free myself. The plastic cuts into my skin, leaving red marks on my ankle and across my fingertips. I wince in pain but keep trying, wondering who will come through that door next.I freeze when the door opens, but when I see Mikhail, my tension deflates in a loud, pent-up breath."Maria." Mikhail takes hold of my shoulders and pulls my mouth hard against his. My eyes close as the relief of seeing him overcomes me. But we don't have time to stare into each other's eyes. He cuts the zip tie with a pocketknife and quickly releases me
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MikhailOur SUV idles on the shoulder of a two-lane highway, hidden by a thick grove of pine trees. In the distance, the ocean is visible to the left. A strip of churning blue between pale sand and a gray sky. I wait outside the vehicle in the chilly wind and watch the road for Pavel's vehicle. Rurik is not too far away, but his only job, for now, is to guard Larissa at their house. The guards I trust are combing through the shambles of the penthouse for clues and examining surveillance to identify the individuals who raided my home. I had to leave without Pavel after receiving Maria's message. I had to hurry to save her and trust Zakhar wouldn't try to kill me along the way.But who can I trust now? The tourists are long gone, and I stare down the empty highway as the wind picks up. The movement makes a soft chant in my ears and warns me not to repeat this mistake. Trusting people shouldn't be a mistake, but it is. But I don't have any other options. I spot the SUV approaching and li
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Maria"I'm not sure what to call you," I say plaintively. "Zakhar or Dad?" His hands tighten around the wheel as he drives us away from Manhattan and toward a safe house somewhere in North Jersey.I glance up at the rearview mirror and watch Mikhail in the back seat. He stares out the window, but he's listening. He's holding his jaw so tight it looks like it might crack into pieces. He's been ignoring me since my outburst, and a wedge of silence is slowly forming between us. I don't like it, but now's not the time to coax him out of it. I'll wait until we have some time alone at the safe house."What do you want to call me?" he asks, his voice tight as he stares straight ahead at the highway.I shrug my shoulders, knowing he's watching me from the corner of his eye. "Do you have a preference?" I ask lightly, sounding like a brat, but I have a right to be pissed. Why are they acting like I don't?"Maria, I'm still your father," he replies firmly. "That hasn't changed."I fold my arms t
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ZAKHAR19 YEARS AGO"Yes!" Gennady slams the glass desk with his fist, and I step back. "We've got them, Zakhar."One day, he'll break that glass top. Instead of meeting on the ninth floor as usual, I've been called to the penthouse. Tanya granted Gennady one room, facing the skyline and not the park, to use for an office. She disapproves of business being discussed around their children. Her concern makes me laugh. Desmier is a wild teenager, and the other two show no interest in Daddy's business."Who do we have?" I ask, sitting down in the chair in front of his desk."The Lanzzare," he beams. "Alexander, the crafty devil, has found a dirty secret on them." Gennady sits down, smiling like a victor on his throne. "He's discovered a shipping company run by a Raymond D'Artello, and the company is a critical operation. After a little snooping, we suspect the Lanzzare are skimming from us and other organizations. Everyone. Russians. Italian. Even the fucking Chinese."I shake my head. "I
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ZAKHARI spent last night with Aria in the building, listening to the traffic pass by the building. Locked in the office, we made love again and again. She looked beautiful, even wrapped in a shipping blanket. I told her I would risk her coming out to Long Island for the weekend. I often spend weekends alone in a rented house to wind down from the city. I must have smiled like an oblivious fool when she agreed.I enter the penthouse, and instantly, I can tell that something is off. It's too quiet though the staff are about. Sure, they work in silence, but today, they're taking great lengths not to make any noise, as if they're tiptoeing past a sleeping lion. I glance over at the living room couch, and little Mikhail is sitting slumped against it. He stares at a screen in his hands. His sketchbook is closed and untouched, and he has a worried scowl on his face."No greeting today, Kolya?" I ask him.He looks up with a green gaze on the verge of tears. He looks quickly away and swallows
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