Mikhail
I could feel something was off about Liliana.
She'd been quiet all morning, lost in thought with worry lines creasing her forehead. Every time I tried to catch her eye, she'd look away or find something else to focus on.
"Are you sure you're okay?" I asked as she paced by the window for the third time in ten minutes.
"I'm fine," she said, but her voice was strained. "Just nervous about the plan."
I could understand that. Hell, I was nervous too. But this felt different. This felt like she was keeping something from me.
Anastasia had stepped out to make her call to Vlad, claiming she needed privacy to make it convincing. Viktor and Dmitri were doing a perimeter check, leaving Liliana and I alone for the first time since this morning.
"Talk to me," I said, crossing the room t
