CHAPTER THIRTY-NINECALISTAThe fear on Mariana's face was gone almost as quickly as it had appeared, hidden back under her usual steady calm, but I had seen it, and I knew she knew I had seen it too."Viktor," she said, straightening up behind the counter, her voice carefully composed. "You didn't waste any time.""You said it was urgent," the man said, stepping further into the shop, while his dark coat shifted around him. His eyes moved past Mariana, going through the small room once, and then landed directly on me. "Is this her?""This is her," Mariana said, and something in the careful, protective way she said it made my chest tighten.Viktor crossed the shop floor slowly, and then stopped a few feet away from where I stood frozen by the bucket of roses. He studied me like a piece of furniture he was considering buying, assessing and cataloguing with no warmth in his eyes at all."Stand up straight," he said, "let me look at you properly."I didn't move. "I can hear you fine from
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