Chapter Three
Valentina tossed another dress on the bed and resisted the urge to swear. Sure, a little skin went a long way when trying to entice someone into talking, but where the hell was she supposed to keep her weapons? Not one of them had any pockets or enough fabric to hide a knife, much less any of the weaponized objects she’d found in Lars’s quarters.
Walking over to the nearby dresser, she dug around in the drawers until she found a belt. It was a start. Tossing it on the bed, she headed down the hallway in search of more items. Sergei had left shortly after Brant, so she didn’t have to worry about running into him. Lars was still awake and wandering around, but he might have some idea about where she could locate the objects she needed. She’d look for them herself, but time wa
