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“Nope,” she replies breezily, and I know that she’s lying. She's an accomplished liar, what lawyer isn’t, and she no doubt hates that this information would help Jessie. Since we visited her office a couple of weeks back, Erin has barely contacted me.
“Oh, and next time you visit my place of work, please don’t take your girlfriend into my restroom for a quick fuck,” she hisses, and I have to bite the inside of my cheek to stop myself from laughing. “I had to have the whole place sanitized. I didn’t realize you were so crass, Shay.”
I seem to remember her dragging me into a restroom stall more than once, but I don’t remind her of that fact. Because I’m a gentleman, after all. “Well, what can I say, Erin. I just can’t keep my hands off her. Thanks for the call,” I say and then I press the end call button and throw my phone onto the desk.
A few seconds later, I look up as Conor walks into my office.
“Did you want me earlier?” he asks.
“Yeah. Close the door.”
He frowns at me, but he closes it behind him. “What’s going on?”
“You remember that guy from Balthazar’s place? The one whose throat Liam cut?”
Conor nods. “The one who was about to attack Jessie?”
I run a hand over my jaw. “That’s the guy. My sources tell me he’s still alive.”
“What? Fuck! I mean, I didn’t see what happened, but Liam said he sliced the guy’s throat from ear to ear.”
“I have no doubt he thinks he did. But, maybe be missed an artery or something?” I shrug. “Maybe the guy is a fucking superhero? Whatever happened, he’s still breathing.”
“You’re worried he’ll identify us?” Conor asks as he leans back in his chair.
“No, it’s not that. Besides, he only saw Jessie, didn’t he?”
“Yeah. So? Why are you looking so concerned and why have I closed the door?”
I sigh. I should have told him about this when it cropped up, but it didn’t seem that important. “When that guy walked into the room, Jessie said he seemed to believe he recognized her from somewhere.”
That makes Conor sit up in his seat. “What? Where?”
“That’s just it. She doesn’t have a clue. But, the guy called her Nataliya.”
“Nataliya?”
“Yeah. But Jessie says she doesn’t know anyone by that name. I thought the guy was dead and there could be any number of possible explanations, and so I dismissed it. But now that I know he’s still alive,” I lean back in my chair and sigh. “I don’t know. It’s bothering me.”
“You think maybe she looks like this Nataliya? A sister she doesn’t know about?”
I shake my head. “She’s adamant that couldn’t be possible. But,” I shrug again.
“What are you thinking?” Conor narrows his eyes at me.
“Maybe her mom?”
“Wasn’t her mom’s name Veronica?”
“When she was in the states, yes. But what if she changed it? What if the hit on the Romanov family was really about her and not Jessie’s father?”
Conor sucks in a breath and sits back as though he’s deep in thought. “It’s a possibility. Have you told Jessie about the guy from the bar still being alive?”
I shake my head. “Not yet. I want to find out a bit more about him first, and if he can even speak before I worry her.”
Conor arches an eyebrow at me.
“What?”
