Chapter 8
The next morning, Mikhail's bandage was still visible under the cuff of his shirt. I noticed. I did not comment. He noticed me noticing. He did not comment either. That was probably the healthiest interaction we'd had since getting married. We sat at the ba
Chapter 9
The creditor's conference room had no flowers. I noticed because I had spent the last year delivering arrangements to places exactly like it. Glass table. Gray carpet. Water nobody drank. People who called panic a "risk profile." My attorney sat on my right. Mikh
Chapter 10
The alarm on my phone went off at 9:17 p.m. Not my house alarm. Moretti Blooms. I was in the library at the Orlov estate, halfway through tomorrow's supplier schedule. Mikhail was across the room on a call. The notification flashed red. REAR ENTRY — FORCED ACCESS. I st