Chapter 217 - Talia

Sitting on the bed was nice. Quiet. Almost peaceful. If I weren't the guest of the crazy Kuznetsov brothers, I might have found it nice.

"How long have you been here?" I asked Svetlana.

She shrugged, turned to me. "It feels like forever."

I nodded. "I get that. I know I haven't been here that long, but it freaking feels like it."

She smiled. Went back to studying her nails. "Why did they bring you here? And why were you down in the cells?"

I heaved a sigh. "A blood debt, I guess. Apparently, someone in my family killed someone in theirs."

Her eyes widened slightly. "Have they been...mean?" Her face blanched slightly.

I bumped a shoulder into the air. "I wasn't expecting the Ritz and free HBO. I'm still alive. That's all that matters to me."

A sad smile pulled at the elegant lines of her face. "They can be quite vicious when they want." She rubbed a hand over her arm as if in reflex or long habit.

"Have they been mean to you?" I asked. I pushed at the heavy blanket