Ekaterina (Heirs of Anton) by Warren Susan May & Downs Susan K

Author:Warren, Susan May & Downs, Susan K. [Warren, Susan May]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Susan May Warren Fiction
Published: 2014-04-01T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

Kat stared at the ceiling in her dark hotel room, running over the night’s events, believing in her gut that Babushka Rina was lying. The old woman had all but declared it with her eyes—she never again looked Kat straight-on the rest of the stilted evening.

The old woman knew something. But what? Had she met Kat’s grandfather or someone who knew him during the war? Did Baba Rina recognize someone in Kat’s faded photograph?

Her skin prickled remembering the way Larissa read the name, Klassen.

It was familiar to her. Kat knew it in her bones.

Her chest felt heavy, thick, and her eyes burned. “I feel as if I’m teetering on the edge of discovery, Lord, but something keeps yanking me back!” She slammed her fist into the ancient bed.

The Watsons were in the next room, probably staring at their own whitewashed ceilings, anticipation pushing sleep into the realm of impossible. Kat sat up and trudged to the window. A lonely streetlight swept back the darkness in a puddle of light. In a nearby doorway, a man slouched in the shadows, probably a drunk dozing off his latest liquid meal.

While she watched, the bum staggered to his feet and walked to the edge of the sidewalk—fairly gracefully, she thought, for a man soused enough to sleep on the street. He stood dimly illuminated by the envelope of lamplight, and stared boldly at the hotel.

At her window.

At her.

Kat’s heart stopped in her throat.

No, it couldn’t be.

In a second, she whirled, ran for the door. She slammed it open and dashed down the hall. Her heart raced her down the stairs, into the lobby. . .

. . .where she skidded to a halt and blinked.

“Privyet, Kat.”

-

“Let me get one thing perfectly straight with you right now.” Kat’s eyes sparked in fury. “I am not going back with you.” With her hands clamping her hips, her face flushed, dressed casually in a pair of black leggings and a baggy tee shirt, he’d never seen her look more enchanting.

He gulped back a smile. “I missed you too.”

Her mouth gaped. He saw her working up a response, and held up a hand to save her the trouble. “It’s okay, Kat. I’m not here to drag you back to Moscow.” Although the thought had crossed his mind more than a thousand times as he winged his way to Yfa, having totally discarded his common sense. Well, perhaps not completely. After what he’d finally dug up in the FSB computer, Kat had landed herself smack in the middle of a century-old mystery, and her connection with Grazovich had suddenly taken on an entirely new meaning.

Vadeem was here to protect her. At least that’s what he told himself as he turned to butter before her blazing eyes. He sucked a deep, calming breath. “I’m here to help you.”

She harrumphed, raising the attention of two ladies dressed to kill in thigh-high black leather skirts and sequin blouses, smoking cigarettes near the restaurant entrance on the far end of the ancient Intourist lobby.

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