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“I’m as nervous as you and I have years of training under my belt.”
She gives me a worried look. “I just don’t want to let you down.”
“You could never let me down,” I tell her, kissing her forehead. “I know all this is scary. You don’t have to go through with it. We can go with plan B.”
“I didn’t think there was a plan B.”
“We can find one. It will be okay.”
“As long as I have Damon and Brooks as my eyes and ears and I have you by my side. With Sergei as backup. I’m sure I’ll be fine.”
I kiss her lips again.
“Here, Grace.” Damon hands her a jeweled clutch. “You will feel
extra safe with the cool shit in here.” He pulls out a lipstick and opens it up. “This is a one-round gun. There’s only one bullet in here, so use it with caution.”
Grace smiles, putting the lipstick back in the bag, and her shoulders relax a fraction.
“This perfume is mace.” He gives it a quick shake before passing it to her. “Now, see this innocent credit card?” He waves it. “If you slide it open, it’s a lock-picking set.”
“Um, Damon, I don’t know how to pick a lock,” Grace informs him.
“Okay, that sucks. I can give you a quick demo before you go, it’s pretty easy.”
“Why do I need a lock-picking kit?”
“In case you’re captured,” Brooks says.
Grace’s mouth forms an O of understanding.
“Which won’t happen,” I try to reassure her.
“Here’s the last of the gadgets,” Damon says, giving Grace a diamond-encrusted watch. “Inside is a listening device and recorder with ten hours of space. We’ll monitor you from the van. Just press the button on the side to start it.”
“I think you’re all set,” Brooks says. “Damon will give Grace a quick lock-picking demo and then you’ll be good to go.”
“The limousine is ready for you downstairs,” Sergei tells us as Damon shows Grace how to pick a lock using my bedroom door.
I guess it’s go-time.
Damon and Brooks give Grace one last pep talk before she leaves. She nods and says her goodbyes.
I hold my hand out for her, and she takes it. I can feel the tiniest of tremors.
“I promise, Grace, nothing is going to happen to you,” I tell her as I bring her hands to my lips.
I hope I can keep that promise.
29
GRACE
Maxim proposed.
I can’t believe he went down on bended knee and proposed. Does he not think we’re going to make it? Positive thinking, Grace. You’ve got this. You are strong. You can conquer anything especially with Maxim by your side. My knee keeps bouncing uncontrollably the whole way to the ball. Even Maxim’s hand on it hasn’t been able to make it stop.
“Grace, I know you’re scared. But you’re going to have to calm down otherwise they’ll know something’s up. These people are the worst people in Russia—if not the world—they can sense when something is off.”
