106. Interlude V

Igor

Getting home is my only priority at the moment, and as soon as I step through the elevator, I feel relieved.

The first person I see is Anastasia. She rushes toward me with tear stained cheeks. “Igor. For the love of God. Don’t do anything stupid.”

“Where is she?” I demand. “Where’s Clara?”

“You can’t kill Leo,” she says, following me all the way up the stairs. “Remember the promise your father made you make. You’re supposed to stick together no matter what. You’re supposed to forgive each other.”

I ignore her and start opening doors while calling her name desperately. I have to see her. Fuck, I have to hold her. I have to make sure she’s okay before I go looking for that traitorous fucker.

“Igor!” Anastasia exclaims, trying to get my attention.

A door on the other end of the corridor opens, and she peers out. I race toward her, and when she sees me, she rushes toward me. I drop my bag and gather her in my arms.

“Clara,” I say her name. Like a prayer. “My love.”

She’s sobbing.