Chapter 55
Konstantin died three weeks later. The funeral was massive, every major player in the city attending to pay respects to the old guard. His sons stood by the casket, looking lost and bitter.
"They blame us," she murmured to Adrian as they paid their respects.
"They blame everyone. That's what happens when your father chooses allies over family." Adrian nodded to the eldest son. "But they'll honor the deal. They don't have a choice."
The reading of the will was scheduled for the following week. But two days after the funeral, everything changed.
She was at the doctor's office for her twelve-week checkup when Adrian called, his voice tight with tension.
"Konstantin's not dead."
"What? We were at his funeral—"
"That was someone else. A body double. The real Konstantin is ali
