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Now that there is more light, I can see his eyes are still slightly unfocused. I was wrong before. He is not fully here. I steal a quick look at Felix. Our eyes meet, and he gives me a barely noticeable nod.
“Come on, big guy. You promised me a sandwich. I still need to put on at least ten pounds to look like a human being again.”I smile a little and extend my hand toward Sergei. “I don’t know where you keep the bread. Please?”
Slowly, Sergei unwraps his fingers from Felix’s neck and turns around.
“You’re missing way more than ten pounds,” he says. Approaching me, he grabs my hand and drags me into the kitchen, with Mimi following us.
“Ham or cheese?” He opens the fridge and starts taking out the food, his voice and behavior completely normal.
“Both. And lots of ketchup.”
“That’s disgusting,” he says and looks over at Felix, who is now standing by the dining table. “Do we have ketchup?”
“No clue.” Felix shrugs, goes to the cupboard, and starts taking out plates as if nothing strange happened a minute ago. “Maybe in the pantry?”
“I’ll have a look.”
Sergei leaves the kitchen, and as soon as he’s gone, I turn to Felix. “Are you okay?”
“Yup. Why?”
Why? Is he serious? “Because Sergei almost choked you.”
“He wasn’t choking me. If he wanted to kill me, he would have snapped my neck.” He turns to look at me. “I think he was keeping me away from you.”
“That makes no sense.”
“Was he having an episode when you found him?”
“An episode? You mean was he zoned out?”
“Yes.”
“I think so, yeah. He wasn’t responsive at first, but then he snapped out of it.”
“How much time passed?”
“I don’t know. A few minutes. I asked him to put down the knives—he was throwing them at the wall when I came in—andthen, I asked some nonsense about my pajamas. I talked some more, and he came back shortly after that.”
Felix stares at me unblinking. “He let you take his knives?”
“Well, he dropped them on the floor.”
Steps approach, and I look up to see Sergei coming with a can of tomato sauce.
“I only found this,” he says, then turns to Felix. “We’re running low on potatoes.”
“I’ll order a delivery from the store tomorrow,” Felix says as he places the plates on the table. “Text me if you two need anything else. I’m off to bed.”
I follow Felix with my gaze as he walks toward the front door, but before leaving, he throws a quick look over his shoulder in my direction. It’s rather strange, that look. Serious and calculating, and so very different from his usual casual demeanor. And, I realize that I’m not the only one under this roof who’s been hiding stuff.
The moment I’m out of the house, I take out my phone and call Roman Petrov. He answers on the first ring.
“What happened?”
“You need to talk to the Sandoval girl,” I say.
“About what?”
