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“I really, really like you, too,” she said softly. “Because I do, I wanted to tell you something that I’ve never revealed to anyone close to me.”
“What’s that?”
“I used to self-medicate with alcohol, starting when I was eight.”
He lifted up and looked at her. “Damn,” he whispered, his heart hurting for the little girl she’d been.
“I’m finding it less and less compelling since I’ve known you, learned to lean a little. Thank you for that.”
He smiled. “I like the way you lean,” he murmured.
She smiled.
Her words touched him. He waited for the feeling to ease, then said, his voice gruff. “Well, I did save your life a couple of times. So, you kinda owe me.”
She gave him a shaky laugh, her brows lifted. “Is that so?”
“Yeah, what are you going to do about it?”
“How about I wash your back?”
He gave her a disappointed look. “Just my back?”
She pretended to think for a couple of minutes. “Well, you did save my lifetwice, so…” Her eyes raked down his body. “Let’s see what comes up between us.”
She threw the sheet over his head, and he heard her giggle as she ran to the bathroom. ***
Dressed and ready to face their escape from Moscow, Bree sighed at the beautiful clothes in Sofy’s closet. She’d chosen something very serviceable. A pair of black leggings, a white T-shirt, a gray sweatshirt hoodie with pockets, and her cleaned black boots, nondescript and good for running. Blitz had chosen similar clothes. Black cargo pants, a black T-shirt, and a lightweight black windbreaker.
Just as she put the last of her personal belongings in a small backpack Sofy had in one of the closets, her friend came running into the room.
“You’ve got to go. Now!”
“What happened?”
“I don’t know. They seem to know who you are, Bree.”
“What? How do you know they’re coming for us?”
“I have many friends everywhere. We need to get you to the airport now, before I arrive.” She rushed down the stairs with them right behind her. She continued on through the house. She stopped at a door. “Go through that door and into the garage. Get into the black Ferrari and sit tight.” She hugged Bree hard, her tone uneven. “I’ll get you both out. I promise. Just do what the driver says.”
When Sofy let her go, she ran off. Blitz grabbed her arm before she opened the door. “You trust this woman, Bree?”
She didn’t even have to think about it. They were kindred souls and had hit it off as teenagers, their friendship one Bree cherished. Sofy would never betray her. “Yes, not only with my life, but with yours too.”
She turned the handle, went through, located the black car and she and Blitz jumped inside as the garage door started to roll open. Moments later someone settled into the driver’s seat. It was Eva, but she looked so different. Her hair pulled back, dressed casually. Her eyes were piercing in the rearview mirror.
“Ah, you’re more than the cook,” Bree said.
“I do what my Sofy needs done.” She gave them a warning look. “Buckle up,” she said. “This is going to be fast.” They just had enough time to secure the straps before the engine revved and when she punched the accelerator, they were pushed back into the seat.
Eva hadn’t been kidding. The car moved at an astonishing pace, and they were soon at the airport. Eva used a pass card to open the gate and they zoomed through.
She drove the vehicle directly into a large hanger. A private jet sat not far from the structure. “Follow me,” she said as she opened her door and walked briskly toward a small office. “Stay in here until I come for you and be quiet.”
The door closed and Bree went to the small window that overlooked the gate, plane, and runway. After about fifteen minutes, a black limo pulled through the gate, followed shortly by two black Mercedes SUVs. Sofy’s driver opened her door for her, and she slipped out, looking magnificent in a pretty pink suit with kicking gray leopard heels.
One of the men walked up to her and said something. She turned with a frown on her face. He spoke to her, and she stiffened, then gestured toward the limo. The driver stepped forward, but she waved him back, then folded her arms.
