Chapter Twenty Two
Embracing Our Destinies
“Your police work can wait,” Countess Vronsky said angrily. “Olga, come with me to check on Dr. Khachaturian.”
“She’s in the Great Hall,” Jackie said. “Grubber shot her.”
We all started to follow the Countess and Olga into the Great Hall. “Back!” Olga said. She told her minions to guard the other Slaves.
The Countess pointed to me. “Olga, let him come.”
“Thank you.”
When we ran down the hallway, we found Dr. Khachaturian a few feet outside the Great Hall. She looked pale. But when she saw the Countess, her face brightened. “You prevailed against all odds!”
The Countess knelt and cradled the Good Doctor in her arms, against her thigh. “Be still. You’ve lost a lot of blood.”
“Sidney shot me from behind, the coward. Hit me in the shoulder—my
