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“Oh, sorry.” I grab my phone from the nightstand. “I left it here.” “Whatever. Let’s go.” “Go where?” “To have breakfast in my room, of course.” “I already had breakfast.” “Then you can just accompany me. What’s so hard about that?” “I’d love to, but I have work to do.” Or, more accurately, I have to try to find Kirill. While we do stay overnight at the club sometimes, I’m usually there, so I know he’s safe. Now, I’m not sure. Even with Viktor and Yuri by his side. Is it weird that I’m starting to genuinely care about his safety? But I’m only doing this because I can’t get information if he’s dead, considering he’s the only one who has access to what his father left behind. …Right? “Liar, liar. I know you have the day off and don’t have to work until this evening.” “Well…” “Nope, not hearing it. You’re coming with me.” She all but drags me and tells me to carry the breakfast tray, too, because it’s apparently better than the one she got. Her room is dark and gloomy, as usual. She has t