He watches me for a few seconds, then takes the car keys from his pocket and places them in my hand. “Wait for me in the car.”
“Why?”
“I need to have a little chat with Scardoni.”
Based on the murderous look in his eyes, I don’t think he plans on just talking.
“There’s no need. If he saw me, he would have probably said something.”
“I’m not risking it.”
“You’re just going to talk with him?”
“Yes.”
“Okay.” I nod and watch him as he goes back into the hall, then head outside.
Inside the car, I spend twenty or so minutes setting up the phone Sergei gave me before we headed to the party. He just put it in my hand and said that he programmed his and Felix’s numbers. It surprised the hell out of me. I guess he doesn’t think I’m a flight risk anymore.
I’m replying to Regina’s panicked em
