Mila opens and closes her mouth a few times before she suddenly jumps out of her chair. “The boys are back with drinks. I’ll take Sarra.”
She plucks my daughter from my arms before I can protest. Then Andrey sits down next to me.
“Do you know what’s happening with Katya?” I ask.
“You’d have to ask Shura.”
“I would, but Shura’s never around anymore, either. Same with Leonty and Olaf. Is there a game of hide-and-seek going on that I’m unaware of?”
I narrow my eyes. “No, but I feel like I’m missing something.”
“You don’t have to sit around and wait for the other shoe to drop, Nat.”
I freeze, caught between his arms and my wild thoughts. Isn’t that the exact reason I rolled out of bed this morning, wondering where my children were? Wondering why it was so quiet? Scared that everyone had
