think? Who does he look like to you? Have you ever met him before?” Nikolai asked as the two men approached where they sat.
Kat shook her head and said truthfully, “No, I’ve never met him before.”
Nikolai turned to the two men. “Do you know this woman?”
Vanya nodded his head, giving his boss a weird look, “Sir, she was at the club this evening.”
“You’ve never met her before?” When his bodyguard shook his head, he looked at Danil. “And you? Have you ever met this woman before?”
Danil stood behind Nikolai’s chair and looked at the young woman with her strawberry blonde head bowed over her lap. He leaned down and asked quietly, “What is her name?”
“Katya?” Nikolai said to her.
She raised her head and heard her uncle gasp. Danil felt as if he was looking into the eyes of a ghost. The young woman sitting in Nikolai’s apartment bore a striking resemblance to the woman who had become his sister after her father adopted him.
He hadn’t seen or heard from her since she had moved to Florida to marry Konstantin some twenty-five years earlier. Relations between the two organizations had become strained within a few months of her leaving, and word had come back to the West Coast groups that her allegiance had changed and she had been declared dead to her family.
Karina?” he softly whispered.
At the mention of her mother’s name Kat felt tears flood her eyes, “No, not Karina. She was my mother.”
She waited for a reaction and was totally unprepared for the rush of emotion that came pouring forth as Danil swept around the table and engulfed her in a huge hug.
“Karina? Is she here? How are you here?” Turning to address his boss, he demanded, “Why is she here? What is going on, Nik?”
Nikolai shrugged. “I was hoping you would have some answers. I assume you were asking about your sister?”
Danil released Kat and stepped back, “Sorry. Yes, I was speaking about my sister. Don’t you see the resemblance?”
Nikolai looked back at Kat and tried to remember Danil’s sister but failed. He had only been a boy of seven when Karina had married and moved to Florida. “No, I don’t see it, but I most likely wouldn’t.” Turning to Kat, he asked, “Was this who you were looking for in the Zora?”
Kat felt horrible for having lied to Nikolai and tried to make amends, “I’m sorry. I couldn’t tell you I was looking for him. He didn’t even know I existed until just now.” Kat could feel herself starting to tremble as her nerves reached their breaking point.
Nikolai watched her fret for all of two minutes before making up his mind as he finally took pity on her and waved his hand, “Let’s move on.”
Danil nodded. “Great idea. Katya, is it?” When she nodded, he continued, “Where is my sister?”
The tears that had earlier filled Kat’s eyes spilled over and dripped down her cheeks. “Mom and dad are dead. A little over two months ago.”
Danil collapsed into the nearest chair as he absorbed the news that his little sister was dead. “How?” he asked hoarsely.
Kat could see how devastated her uncle was, and hesitated to make matters worse by answering his question until he looked up and she could see the sorrow in his eyes. The same sorrow that had been hers only a few weeks back.
“How did she… die?” he asked again.
“That’s why I’m here.” Kat got up from the table and retrieved her backpack, withdrawing the letter from her mother and holding it out to her uncle. “When I was going through my parents’ things, I found a key to a safe deposit box. This was in it along with lots of other things.”
Danil took the letter with a shaky hand, seeing the familiar handwriting on the front. “I can’t believe she’s dead,” he murmured, turning the envelope over and staring at the wax seal. Memories assailed him of when he and his sister were children and caught up in playing spy games. They had often written secret notes to one another,
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