Maxim
MaximThe next day, Ravil seeks me out when Sasha’s in our bedroom.
For all the glory of our penthouse, we don’t have any office space. It’s why Dima’s set up in the living room. Ravil had a desk installed in his suite for Lucy to work from, but his is out in the living room, too. In the past, that worked. We’re all in the same business. No one needed privacy to conduct business. Now that we have women living with us, I suspect that will need to change.
There are plenty of office spaces and meeting rooms on the lower floors of the Kremlin, so we could set up a separate business suite.
“Any word from Galina?”
“Sasha spoke to her. She’s fine, just lying low. She’s with Viktor.”
“Viktor who?” Ravil looks suspicious.
I shrug. “He was just a brigadier. I think he played bodyguard to
