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the murder. It would make me look reachable, vulnerable to those who wish to do me harm. And like Anatoly said, that would only make the rift between me and Fyodor worse.

I need to deal with this myself.

I give Radovan a kick in the side, shaking my head. “I thought we trained you better than this,” I sigh. “You should’ve waited until we were fucking.”

2

Camille

“I’ll be sure to pass on the message immediately.”

I’m using my polite receptionist’s voice—cheery, enthusiastic, and literally the exact opposite of how I feel right now. I’m so tired I could just collapse onto the desk, but Dr. Delson expects professionalism above all else, and I can’t afford to lose this job.

“Yes, thank you. Have a pleasant evening!”

I hang up and let out an end-of-the-day sigh. Not that this is really the end of the day for me. The glory of my second job, working the overnight shift at the stockroom, is calling to me as soon as I finish up here.

Out of the frying pan and into the fire. Ugh.

I gather up my things and walk across the office to Dr. Delson’s office.

“Ah, Camille,” he says with that shifting smile as I knock and peek in. He’s a tall older man whose light green eyes often flit down to my shirt. Which is strange, because I make sure to have zero cleavage while I’m here. Or while I’m anywhere, actually. “Are you done for the day?”

I nod. “Just heading out. Is there anything else you need?”

He glances at the window, pitch-black except for the pale glow of the streetlights. “No, but please, let me walk you to your car. We can never be too careful.”

“Oh, you don’t need to do that,” I protest. “I should be okay.”

“Oh, nonsense.” He claps his hands together. “I would never be able to forgive myself if something happened.”

He climbs to his feet and hurries us out the door. The parking lot is empty and my car not more than thirty feet from the exit. But Dr. Delson walks close to me. I shift away, trying not to be too obvious about how uncomfortable I feel. We end up doing a weird shuffle-dance on the way to my beaten-up Honda Civic.

“I just wanted to say that, Camille, you are doing great work. Really excellent.” His smile is moist, reflecting the streetlamps.

His praise seems a little over-the-top for answering calls and booking appointments, but I incline my head in acknowledgment. “Thank you, Dr. Delson.”

He puts his hand on the car, trapping me. I take a deep breath to calm my nerves. If he tries to do anything to me, I’ll implement the two-step plan I learned from a women’s self-defense class that a crazy ex-boyfriend dragged me to years ago:

Number one, knee to the groin.

Number two, go for the pepper spray in my handbag.

“Please, Camille, call me Nelson.”

He’s used the same line on me before, but I’ve never taken him up on the offer. Partly because I want to do everything I can to keep him from running wild with his hot young secretary fantasies, but mostly because I don’t trust myself not to laugh in his face. Nelson Delson! His parents must’ve hated him.

“Well …” I take my keys out of my handbag and give them a jingle. “I better get going.”

“Yes, of course.” But he doesn’t remove his arm.

I’m picturing my two-step maneuver as he eyes me hungrily. My nerves are jittery. I almost turn and just climb into the car, but there is something unsettling about Dr. Delson. I’m not sure what he’d do if I turned my back.

“Do you mind?” I say at length, nodding at his arm.

His mouth tightens as though I’ve just offended him. “I actually wanted to talk with you, Camille,” he says tersely.

“Oh?”

Get me out of here, I beg silently to whoever might be listening—God, my guardian angel, fairy godmother, anyone. I know where this is going. He’s hinted at it before, but until now I’ve always been able to dance around his advances.

But my prayers go unanswered. This time, he’s not leaving me any loopholes.

“There’s a function next Saturday for all the doctors in the area,” he says. “And I’m allowed to bring a plus-one. I was wondering if you would come with me.”

I am shaking my head before he’s even finished talking. “I’m really sorry,” I say, as apologetically as I can muster, “but I can’t. I’m too busy with nursing school and taking care of my mom. You understand.”

“Do I?” He makes a face somewhere between a sneer and a leer. It’s an unflattering combination.

He sucks in a slow breath.

“You know, I’ve been very patient with you, Camille.” He arches his eyebrow. I can’t stand the way he says my name; it makes my skin crawl. “It’s the least you could do. It would be a real shame if you were forced to find another position … especially with your mother being so sick.”

That does it. I snap without thinking. “Forget it, Dr. Delson. If you’re going to try and blackmail me, I quit.”

He takes a step back, laughing cruelly.

“We were downsizing anyway,” he says breezily, not at all the kind man who interviewed me a few months ago, or even the lecherous creep who was pinning me against my car just thirty seconds prior.

Now, he’s just a cruel beast with a poor girl at his mercy. I wonder if this was what he wanted from me all along.

He waves a hand.

“So be my guest. Quit. Good luck out there, Camille. It’s a dog-eat-dog world.”

Rob is hunched over in front of the TV when I storm into the house, heart still pounding from the exchange with Dr. Delson.

My brother’s lank black hair hangs over his stoned eyes, which are fixed on the basketball game. From the way he’s tap-dancing his fingers on the backs of his elbows, I know he must have money wagered on the outcome. Our small two-bedroom apartment reeks of cigarettes and whiskey and

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