All three of them have paled. They’re staring at the bodies of their brother and don like it’s a bad nightmare they hope to wake up from.
I hold my hand up again and Yulian backs off immediately, giving me the floor. I turn to the three guards, meeting each one of their gazes in turn.
One of the men steps forward. He’s trembling. “Don Stepanov, I swear to you on my life, no one walked in or out of this room. The door has been shut for half an hour.”
“So their murderer can walk through walls, is that what you’re saying?” Lev snarls.
“I think that’s exactly what she did,” I say grimly. Both Yulian and Lev turn to me in surprise. I explain, “Marina grew up in this house. She used to brag to me that she knew all its secrets. She also requested that their meeting take place in this exact ro
