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My mother drove up to the front porch and we got out of the car. Another man, closer to my age, walked out of the house and appeared next to the Adonis. He scanned my mother like they did at the airport. My mom didn’t say a word, apparently finding it normal to be patted down.
I gave the Adonis an annoyed look.
“Can’t be careful enough,” he said. “Dangerous people come in all sizes and genders these days.”
I scoffed. “Right.” When the new security guy came at me, I stepped back. I didn’t like the idea of his hands all over me. The day I’d left the hospital, hopefully for the last time, I’d sworn it would be the final time anyone poked and prodded me.
The man frowned and took another step toward me, but my mother intervened.
“Katya doesn’t like to—”
“Yuri,” the Adonis snapped. His eyes rested on my hands as they clutched my upper arms.
I hadn’t realized I was doing it again. It was a nervous trait I couldn’t seem to be able to quit.
“I, um, really don’t have a gun on me or anything.” What were they thinking? “I mean, look at me.”
“I am,” he said. “So?”
I was taken aback when I realized that he wasn’t treating me like a frail cancer patient. How odd...and refreshing.
“So, it’s not like I could hurt you or anything.”
“I bet that’s what Mata Hari said. You know, right before she cut a guy’s balls off.”
I scowled. “You’re not going to let this go, are you?”
The Adonis shook his head. “Would it help if a woman did the search?”
Seeing as this was apparently the only option, I reluctantly nodded.
“Get her a woman, Yuri,” the Adonis said.
The man looked surprised. “What woman, Angel? There are no women here, you know that.”
There weren’t? I gave my mother a look, but she was busy checking her phone.
“And what exactly is Olga?” Angel asked. “An alien?”
“Ah,” said Yuri, who apparently needed to be reminded that there was a human of the female persuasion in the house. He turned on his heel and hurried inside the house.
While waiting I glanced around the place. At first I tried to be circumspect, pretending I wasn’t checking out the half-dozen men walking around the grounds holding guns. Angel, seeing my not so well hidden curiosity, only smiled.
He had dimples. Oh my God, he had the cutest laugh, and my heart did a happy dance. Feeling my cheeks heat I looked away, spotting a path that seemed to lead into a garden.
Finally Yuri returned with a small, stern-looking woman by his side. She checked me for any concealed weapons, and snapped something at Angel in a language which sounded like Russian. Polish perhaps.
I felt like I had somehow offended her, which was ridiculous since we hadn’t even exchanged any words.
“She says you’re too thin,” Angel explained. “Be glad you’re not staying, or else she would feed you until you went up two sizes.”
“Can I go inside now?” my mom asked impatiently.
“Sure. Follow me.”
My mother turned to me. “Wait here.”
She left before I could protest. I was stuck standing on the front porch of what could have been the Scarface mansion. Since no one paid me any more attention, I decided to explore.
