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“Exactly!” Konstantin agrees.
“Do you think your mother saw this coming, and that’s why she had Isabella and I engaged as kids?”
“Before my mother tried to flee, she’d started becoming paranoid,” Konstantin tells me. “She even locked myself and your brother out of her lab and clinic.”
“She had a lab and clinic?”
“Yes, it was the old wine cellar beneath our house that my father converted for her,” he explains. “Lev used to always want to go and find out what my mother was working on. He really wanted to be a scientist.”
“My mother and Sergei seem to think he was one of the chemists for NeuroVeil.”
Konstantin looks at me in surprise. “Not that I know of.” He shakes his head. “There’s only one chemist now, and they haven’t found anyone to train, which is why the supply has started to run low for my uncle.”
“So my brother doesn’t know the formula for it?”
Konstantin laughs. “No.” He shook his head. “My mother used to leave decoy formulae lying around. But never the real stuff. That she only trusted the chemist with.”
“I wonder why my mother is convinced Lev was one of the people who knew or made the shit?”
“I know he’s tried to synthesize it a few times when we were kids,” Konstantin tells me. “But we never had the secret ingredients.”
“Your mother’s paranoia— was it because of this monster she refers to in her journal?”
“Where did you get one of my mother’s journals?”
“We found it in the safe when we were looking for Isabella,” I tell him.
“Before my mother died, she told my uncle she’d perfected the NeuroVeil and NeuroNet formulas. She’d finally made a way to make her new drug only target specific things.” He explains. “She thinks the patient she was treating at the time, the one she found out was the monster, overheard her and, to her surprise, spoke Russian.”
“Why would that surprise your mother?” I look at him curiously. “Her and Marco were deeply involved with the Bratva.”
“My uncle thinks the person she was treating wasn’t Russian or Bratva.” Konstantin’s words sent shock waves through me. “But I have a feeling she was wrong about them not speaking Russian, and they heard her tell Roman about her breakthrough. That night, my mother’s lab was broken into.”
“That’s ballsy!” I give a low whistle.
“Or someone who already lived on the property or knew my mother,” Konstantin points out. “The following day, my mother found her patient nearly dead after having been administered a high dose of NeuroVeil.”
“Who was the patient?”
“None of us know,” Konstantin tells me. “But she was testing her NeuroNerve Family on them.”
“What about her patient records?” I ask. “I know she probably treated crime families, but she’d still have kept medical records.”
“Gone,” Konstantin answers. “My mother had secret cameras in her lab and clinic. Apparently, she got the thief and the patient confessing on the footage.”
“And let me guess—that’s all gone!”
“Yes.” Konstantin nods in confirmation. “Along with the new formulae. The day my mother fled she trashed her lab and made sure there was nothing left of any ingredient in it.”
“You think that your mothers sending a messenger with all the information to Isabella?”
“Roman’s theory is that Marco knew who the patient was and would’ve got rid of them and any helpers by the time Isabella was twenty-one,” Konstantin says.
“Or she was hoping they’d be dead, which could imply they were older.”
“Like your psycho grandmother, perhaps?” Konstantin looks at me.
While I want to lay into him for disrespecting my grandmother, he’s not wrong about her. “She died in an accident a couple of months after your mother’s death.”
