“Of course not. It’s just a sketch. You’ll get the finished thing when I’m done.” Nina hides the paper behind her back and looks over at me. “Is Roman in the office?”
“Yes. And he’s exceptionally cranky.” I reach out, take Angelina’s hand, and the pressure in my chest subsides.
* * *
“What did Roman want to talk about?” I ask the moment I park the bike in front of my house.
“He wanted me to come clean with what I’m doing here.” She sighs. “It didn’t seem like a wise thing to keep lying, so I spilled the beans. Told him that I ran away from Diego Rivera. And Petrov promised he won’t send me back to him.”
“What does Diego have to do with anything?”
“Other than killing my father? Well, he locked me up in my room and started preparing for our wedding.”
I feel my body go stone-still. “Di
