AUTHOR’S POV
Wanda turned to Phyllis, whose face had gone ashen. “What’s going on?” Phyllis didn’t answer. Instead, she lifted her gaze past Wanda and fixed it on Nik. “Nik,” she said, gesturing toward the sitting room. “Why don’t you come inside? Sit down. And we’ll discuss this Iva and Lev situation.”
Confusion flickered across Nik’s face, but he nodded and stepped forward. He turned his back to them as he crossed the threshold, and the moment he did, Phyllis moved.
She seized the gold vase from the side table with both hands and brought it down with brutal force against the back of Nik’s head. The sound cracked through the room, and Nik collapsed instantly.
“What the hell?” Wanda shrieked, and Phyllis spun on her, eyes blazing. “There’s no time,” she snapped. “Alexsey knows what w
