Chapter 20
Alessia
I have a million worries in my mind, but it’s like my body didn’t get the message. It’s celebrating the whole trip to Volgograd. I just feel light. Happy. Fluttery.
Mika gave me the address and told me exactly what to say to the cab driver to get there. He also sent it in Russian text, and I printed it out to show the guy in case my accent sucked.
I get there in the afternoon. There are fewer guards than he had when I was there—I guess they were to keep me prisoner. I just see one guy outside when I pull up and he nods, like he recognizes me.
Mika comes running out, then stops and shoves his hands in his pockets, awkward-like.
“Come here and give me a hug,” I demand, and he shoots forward. “You grew.” I laugh, ruffling his hair.
It feels so good to be back. Everyt
