Saturday. Lake House. VA.HALEY GLANCED FROM THE phone to Konstantin and back."What the fuck was that?" she asked."I don't know." He placed the phone on the table, still frowning at it."You aren't going to go. Are you?" To her it was obvious. You did not go into enemy territory knowing it was an ambush."I think I have to," he said slowly."What? Why? No. Konstantin, no."He glanced sideways at her, that cool, composed look of his firmly in place. "It's not your decision."Haley slouched back in her chair. "You know she wants something from you. You know she's not on your side in anything. It's likely she's setting you up for something. Why give her this meeting?""Because what other move do I have? We know roughly what she's been doing and who she's pretended to be, but there has to be more to this. And I don't think we're going to figure it out looking at a bunch of old pictures." He flicked the closest picture with his index finger."Then talk to her on the
Saturday. Washington, DC.KONSTANTIN LOOKED ACROSS THE table at the woman who had birthed him and felt nothing. After all these years, he'd have expected to have intense feelings about her. Instead, he only had apathy.She hadn't been a good mother. There was no arguing the point. But she had brought Ivana into his life and she was more of a mother to him than Natasha could ever hope to be.That was why he would always forgive Ivana. She wasn't just an employee, she was family. And he would never turn his back on her. Especially not for continuing to love his mother.Natasha glanced up from her plate.It was coming...She daubed at her face with a napkin.He braced himself for her next comment or observation or humorous memory."You're even quiet like him," she said with a little smile.Konstantin took a drink from his water glass. He had no appetite for this food or company.He'd come to this dinner, ignoring Haley's advice, and for what? Hours of small talk.
Saturday. Lake House. VA.HALEY LISTENED TO THE silent house.She'd heard the garage open and close earlier, then someone on the stairs.Konstantin was back.The security cameras had told her that much.She wanted to know how the dinner had gone, if he'd learned anything, but she didn't feel like she could go to him and ask. Not with how they'd left things earlier. She'd walked on eggshells around him all afternoon until he left. He'd hardly said five words to her.This was why she'd stayed away from the mercurial man in the beginning. He tied her in knots without even trying.What the hell was wrong with her?Yes, she'd always given Konstantin a wide berth, but this was ridiculous.The man was her boss. Personal feelings aside, she needed to know how the situation had evolved.And deep down she wanted to see him again. Natasha Titov was the mother she wouldn't wish on her worst enemy. Haley couldn't imagine how seeing her again had messed with Konstantin's head.
Sunday. Lake House. VA.KONSTANTIN COULDN'T PRETEND TO sleep. It held no interest for him. His dreams would be full of her, and he'd want to take back the last day.Well, not everything.After breakfast.He glanced at the stairs and once more considered his options.Apologizing was the obvious choice. He was being a jerk, but after the apology would come explanations and he couldn't go there. How was he to explain to Haley that she meant too much to him?She'd either run faster or...No, entertaining that idea would only torture himself more.The last thing he wanted to do was be cruel or mean to Haley, but this was for the best.He knew he was doing the right thing. Haley would only be in danger the closer they got. Her job was already tough enough without involving him. He'd think about their night together for a long time. Hell, the rest of his life. He didn't think he'd find someone like her in all the world.This was the right thing to do, wasn't it?He le
Konstantin closed his eyes and mentally gathered his strength.All at once, chaos erupted.Two shots fired in quick succession, throwing the room into disarray. Someone cried out in surprise. The man above Konstantin lurched, but didn't lose his hold.A hard thud vibrated the boards under Konstantin's cheek and then he heard the distinct sound of a woman's snarl followed by a sick crack of a hard object meeting human flesh.The weight above Konstantin slumped to the side.He scrambled up."Come on." Haley grabbed him by the shirt, still bent double.Two were out of commission at the very least. That left three or more out there.She dragged him through the formal dining room with its stately furniture that hadn't been used more than twice and into the utility room that still smelled slightly musty."Are you hurt?" Haley closed the door."No."She shoved a gun into his hands. "How many?""Three at least, two down. Entered from the garage.""Security?""No ide
Sunday. On the road. VA.HALEY DID HER BEST to not let on to the fact she was sweating bullets. They'd taken the Kevlar vest she'd thrown on over her clothes, her guns and the knife she'd concealed in her sports bra. Thankfully, she'd fallen asleep still dressed, otherwise who knew what she'd be wearing for this unwanted adventure. Her eyes were gritty from the tears she'd shed, a fact that irritated her more than being caught. It shouldn't, but there it was. Her heart was distracting her from the very real facts of their situation.Konstantin's life rested on his father-the man he hated most-coming to his rescue.What kind of crazy was Natasha that she thought this would work?Haley tugged at the bonds securing her wrists and ankles to the front passenger seat. For a couple thugs, they'd restrained her pretty damn well. She could just barely lean against the seatback with her hands fully extended in front of her. It was not comfortable, but better than being in the trunk or
Haley grit her teeth in annoyance. There was no real reason for her to be annoyed, but she was clinging to any emotion she could right now. Locked alone with Konstantin was the last place she wanted to be right now."Fucking hell." He turned and paced the small room.The racks mounted on the walls were empty, so they couldn't use wine bottles as weapons. The racks themselves were solid wood and smelled fresh enough she didn't think they'd break anytime soon."Did they say anything to you? Did you learn anything?" she asked."No. They put headphones on me and a bag over my head. You?""Your mother was...talkative." Haley sighed and stretched her weary arms. "Did you ever wonder how Ivana made it here with as much stuff as she did?""I snuck out of the house while my dad was away. He'd gotten shot about six months before and hadn't left the house. Even made doctors come to him. But there was some meeting he couldn't get out of. The trip was supposed to last two weeks. Once hi
Sunday. Rose House. Arlington, VA.TASHA STARED AT HER reflection. The skin around her eyes was a little darker from lack of sleep, but otherwise she didn't appear to have suffered any ill effects from being out most of the night. She'd never been much for late night activities, and even less so the older she got.She'd used every cream and procedure she could afford to preserve her youthful appearance as best she could. While she was as vain as any other woman, her looks were also a weapon.Her first use had been against Leonid Titov, and she'd been far more successful than she could have dreamed. She'd set out to snag a powerful admirer and wound in the role of his wife. Though if it weren't for that, she wouldn't be where she was now.Men underestimated beautiful women. She'd used that fact over the years until she was finally where she belonged, at the top of the food chain.Footsteps hurried down the hall.Nikolai, no doubt.She rolled her eyes and tied the sash o