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“Ivan!”
“FNG, my good friend. Is good to see you.”
FNG rushed forward, wrapping his arms around the Russian. I still couldn’t believe this guy was real. Nobody believed a thing about his travels, but if this guy really was a former KGB operative, he could be a lot of use to us.
If we could trust him.
“So, she’s all good?”
“I keep her safe as a teeny tiny rabbit.”
They both burst out laughing. I glanced at Rae, who shrugged, not sure what to make of it either.
“Come, come. I show you to the little Raven. I promise you, she is unharmed. Perhaps a little drunk.” He descended the stairs with a heavy gait, completely unafraid of the gun at his back.
I followed him warily, and as much as I didn’t want to admit it, my heart beat heavily in my chest as I considered what I might find when I got to the bottom of the stairs. What I didn’t expect was to see Raven sitting in a chair, her leg kicked up on the table as she drank a glass of vodka.
“See? She is still living,” Ivan grinned. “As promised.”
I needed to see Raven, to make sure she was okay, but I still didn’t trust Ivan. I looked to Rae, who nodded in acknowledgment. I holstered my gun and rushed over to Raven, gripping her face as I forced her to look at me.
“Are you okay?”
Her eyes were slightly unfocused, but when she realized who I was, a wide grin split her lips. “Nicholas!” She tossed her head back and laughed. “I just put it together! You’re like the Tsar!”
“What?”
The laughter faded and her smile dropped. “Don’t cause a revolution.”
“A what?”
“Power isn’t worth it.”
“What are you talking about?”
“And I promise not to spy. On anyone.”
I turned to Ivan, trying to make some sense of what she was saying. “Is any of this making sense to you?”
He shrugged. “We talked. Is good.”
“See?” FNG walked up behind me. “I told you she would be alive.”
“She’s drunk,” I said, getting to my feet.
“Yes, but she is not dead,” Ivan pointed out.
“You got her drunk!”
He frowned. “Is Russia. We toast to health.”
“This is not Russia!”
He chuckled, stepping closer. “My friend, where I go, Russia goes. Come, we drink.”
Fox pushed past me and took a seat, eagerly awaiting any tidbits the Russian would throw his way.
“At least if we’re drinking, we’re not dead,” Rae said.
