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just break in and drag his murdering ass outside?”
“Because that would give him the opportunity to use Lily as a hostage.” Nicolai hated the idea that Lily would be hurt because of him. “We need to find out what he’s doing in there.”
“He’s crazy,” Anatoly muttered. “There’s no telling what game that bastard has decided to play.”
“That’s exactly what I’m afraid of.” Nicolai grabbed Anatoly’s arm, gesturing to a light on the second floor. “She usually goes to bed early. What if she doesn’t even know he’s in there?”
Anatoly started creeping closer. Nicolai followed on his heels. The two of them made the edge of the yard and then stopped. Nicolai gestured to the stairs that led to the upper-story balcony. They’d been added to make a fire escape and keep the building within code requirements. Now they were going to be Nicolai’s way inside his own house.
“Careful,” Anatoly murmured.
Nicolai didn’t respond. Carefully placing his weight on each step, he managed to avoid too much in the way of creaking and groaning. The old wood was weathered in places, but it was still solid. He climbed to the balcony and very carefully approached the bedroom window.
The light breeze stirred the curtains through the open window. He shifted sideways, trying to get a better view of the bed. There was someone in it. The shape of the body beneath the sheet was large. The person appeared be sleeping on his stomach.
“Shit,” he muttered.
It was Vladimir sleeping in his bed. Vladimir! That crazy bastard had just gone to Nicolai’s home and attempted to assume his life. Nicolai wasn’t entirely certain what this new psychosis was, but it was time to get Lily away from it. He just needed to find her.
He couldn’t see anyone else in the room. Then he realized that the light they’d seen had been coming from the bathroom. He couldn’t see into that space from here. He would need to infiltrate the house in order to do that. The problem was that anything he did could potentially wake the sleeping Vladimir. For now, he was as dormant as he ever would be.
Movement near the bathroom caught his eye. Lily entered the room. She stared at the bed, obviously aware that the person sleeping was not Nicolai. He saw her recoil visibly at the sight of Vladimir. Why didn’t she just run? Why would she stand there and not make a break for it. Of course, the answer was obvious. She didn’t want to run the risk of waking the beast and incur its wrath.
Nicolai returned to the ground. He motioned to Anatoly. The big man stood close enough to hear Nicolai’s whisper. “Lily is inside with Vladimir. He’s asleep. We have to wait until she decides to make a break for it. I’ll stay here. You go back to the house and keep an eye on the investigation.”
“I don’t like the idea of leaving you here alone, boss,” Anatoly grunted.
Nicolai touched the man’s shoulder. “I appreciate that, but the last thing we need is the cops crawling all over our operations. I’ll be fine here. I’ll text you if I run into problems.”
Anatoly turned and lumbered away toward the place where they’d left the car. “I still don’t like it,” he muttered.
Nicolai settled down to wait. Lily had to be brave enough to make a run for it.
***
Lily remembered her dream. She remembered the hellish place that he had taken her. The screaming, the violation, and the enslavement of her body for the use of others. Those were the things that kept her from trying to leave. She was terrified of what would happen if she woke him.
She sat down, gingerly perching on the edge of the chair across the room from the sleeping devil. She wondered where Nicolai was. He should have returned here by now. It was in the back of her mind that Vladimir might have murdered him too. The man was certainly capable of such a horrible thing.
Wrapping her arms around her midsection, she held her breath and refused to cry. That would do no good. If
“Because that would give him the opportunity to use Lily as a hostage.” Nicolai hated the idea that Lily would be hurt because of him. “We need to find out what he’s doing in there.”
“He’s crazy,” Anatoly muttered. “There’s no telling what game that bastard has decided to play.”
“That’s exactly what I’m afraid of.” Nicolai grabbed Anatoly’s arm, gesturing to a light on the second floor. “She usually goes to bed early. What if she doesn’t even know he’s in there?”
Anatoly started creeping closer. Nicolai followed on his heels. The two of them made the edge of the yard and then stopped. Nicolai gestured to the stairs that led to the upper-story balcony. They’d been added to make a fire escape and keep the building within code requirements. Now they were going to be Nicolai’s way inside his own house.
“Careful,” Anatoly murmured.
Nicolai didn’t respond. Carefully placing his weight on each step, he managed to avoid too much in the way of creaking and groaning. The old wood was weathered in places, but it was still solid. He climbed to the balcony and very carefully approached the bedroom window.
The light breeze stirred the curtains through the open window. He shifted sideways, trying to get a better view of the bed. There was someone in it. The shape of the body beneath the sheet was large. The person appeared be sleeping on his stomach.
“Shit,” he muttered.
It was Vladimir sleeping in his bed. Vladimir! That crazy bastard had just gone to Nicolai’s home and attempted to assume his life. Nicolai wasn’t entirely certain what this new psychosis was, but it was time to get Lily away from it. He just needed to find her.
He couldn’t see anyone else in the room. Then he realized that the light they’d seen had been coming from the bathroom. He couldn’t see into that space from here. He would need to infiltrate the house in order to do that. The problem was that anything he did could potentially wake the sleeping Vladimir. For now, he was as dormant as he ever would be.
Movement near the bathroom caught his eye. Lily entered the room. She stared at the bed, obviously aware that the person sleeping was not Nicolai. He saw her recoil visibly at the sight of Vladimir. Why didn’t she just run? Why would she stand there and not make a break for it. Of course, the answer was obvious. She didn’t want to run the risk of waking the beast and incur its wrath.
Nicolai returned to the ground. He motioned to Anatoly. The big man stood close enough to hear Nicolai’s whisper. “Lily is inside with Vladimir. He’s asleep. We have to wait until she decides to make a break for it. I’ll stay here. You go back to the house and keep an eye on the investigation.”
“I don’t like the idea of leaving you here alone, boss,” Anatoly grunted.
Nicolai touched the man’s shoulder. “I appreciate that, but the last thing we need is the cops crawling all over our operations. I’ll be fine here. I’ll text you if I run into problems.”
Anatoly turned and lumbered away toward the place where they’d left the car. “I still don’t like it,” he muttered.
Nicolai settled down to wait. Lily had to be brave enough to make a run for it.
***
Lily remembered her dream. She remembered the hellish place that he had taken her. The screaming, the violation, and the enslavement of her body for the use of others. Those were the things that kept her from trying to leave. She was terrified of what would happen if she woke him.
She sat down, gingerly perching on the edge of the chair across the room from the sleeping devil. She wondered where Nicolai was. He should have returned here by now. It was in the back of her mind that Vladimir might have murdered him too. The man was certainly capable of such a horrible thing.
Wrapping her arms around her midsection, she held her breath and refused to cry. That would do no good. If
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