LOGINNIKOLAI PovShe was gone. That was the information Petrov delivered to me in the flat, careful voice because he understood that what he was saying was going to produce a reaction and was bracing for it. Ms. Costa had left the search perimeter on foot. Approximately forty minutes ago. They had assumed she had gone back to the cabin. She had not gone back to the cabin.I looked at him. "And you're telling me this now.".He said nothing. There was nothing useful to say.I turned away from him before I said something that went beyond the situation, which was already bad enough without adding to it. Noah was missing. Arianna was missing. It was dark, and the search team I had doubled was combing land they couldn't fully see, and somewhere between the property and wherever she had gone she had slipped through every layer of security I had put in place as cleanly as if it hadn't existed."Hospitals," I said. "Every one within thirty kilometres. Check whether a child matching his description
ARIANNA POV"Ma'am." Petrov appeared at my side. "It's getting dark. We should get you back to the mansion while the team continues …""No.""Ms. Costa ..""I said no." I kept walking. "I'm not going anywhere without my son."He didn't argue further. I think something in my voice made the argument unnecessary. I had stopped sounding like a woman who could be stopped and started sounding like something else — the stripped-down version of a person, the one underneath all the composure, that only came out when the thing it was most afraid of was actually happening.The light was going.The sky at the edge of the tree line was shifting from grey to something darker, evening was arriving, while my son was somewhere in it. The flashlights came out. Three of them at first, then five as more men arrived from wherever Petrov had called them in from, their beams cutting pale lines through the undergrowth."Noah!"My voice had gone rough. I had been calling his name for almost two hours and my
NIKOLAI Pov:The meeting ran forty minutes over.I sat at the head of the table and watched it happen with patience. The merger with Voss Industries had been on the table for six weeks. The numbers were clean. The strategic alignment was obvious to anyone who could read a balance sheet. And yet here we were, in the third hour of a conversation that should have taken forty-five minutes, because three men at the far end of the table had concerns they were enjoying having.Rafael sat to my left throughout. He said what he needed to say when he needed to say it and did not look at me with anything that could be read as meaningful, which told me he was either very controlled or still processing what I had told him.I couldn't tell which.The meeting ended. Hands were shaken. People filed out. I reached for my phone.I saw several missed calls. I didn't get to read the numbers before my father appeared at my shoulder."My office," he said.I looked at my phone for one more second. Then I p
ARIANNA POVThe shower helped, it gave my hands something to do, gave me somewhere to stand that was warm and enclosed and required nothing of me for ten minutes. I stood under the water and let my mind do what it had been doing all morning, which was to circle back to him.To the weight of his arm across me in the dark.He used to take me on trips.That was the memory that kept arriving uninvited. He would appear at my door with no warning, sometimes at midnight, and tell me to pack something light and not ask questions. And I would go, because I was twenty-one and in love and the questions I wasn't asking were the ones I already knew the answers to and didn't want yet.We went to Iceland once.We lay on the frozen ground at two in the morning wrapped in every layer we had brought and watched the lights move across the sky, and he said almost nothing the entire timeHe had held my hand. That was all, just that.I turned the shower off.Those were the days before I understood what we
NIKOLAI PovI woke up and didn't know where I was for exactly one second.Then I did.The ceiling was too low, too plain, none of the angles of my own bedroom — and the light coming through the curtain.Arianna.She was still asleep on her side, facing away from me, her hair loose across the pillow. Her breathing was slow and even. She had one hand tucked under her cheek and the other resting open on the mattress between us, palm up, fingers slightly curled.I lay still and looked at the ceiling.I felt better than I had in weeks. That was the plain fact of it, uncomfortable and inconvenient and completely true. Not rested exactly — I had not slept deeply, had moved in and out of it for hours — but something had released in me that had been wound tight for longer than I wanted to count. Some tension at the base of my skull that I had stopped noticing because it had been there so long it had become part of the landscape.Sex was one thing.I had told myself, more than once, that what h
ARIANNA POV"When can we go home?"Noah asked without preamble, looking at me with those dark eyes that had never learned to soften a question before delivering it. He was sitting up in bed with the blanket pooled around his waist and his hair still flattened from sleep, and he looked so much better than he had the night before that my chest ached with the relief of it.I stared at him.The honest answer was that I didn't know. The slightly less honest answer was soon. "Soon," I said.Noah considered this. "I miss Lucas," he said. Lucas was his best friend from the building, a boy two months older than him who Noah treated as both his closest ally and his primary competition, depending on the day."I know.""And I miss my books.""I'll get you more books."He looked at me steadily. "I miss our home, Mama."I crossed to the bed and sat beside him and pulled him into me, my arms around his small shoulders, my chin on top of his head. He let me, which meant he was still feeling fragile
NIKOLAII drove too fast. I knew it and I didn't slow down. I moved through the city with my hands tight on the wheel and my jaw tighter, and I let the rage sit in my chest and burn because it was the one thing I wasn't going to try to manage right now.A man nobody recognised had walked into a roo
ARIANNA POV:"How would you even know that?" I asked. What did he mean by that?Nikolai looked at me. "Just trust me."I stared at him."Trust you?." I let the words sit in the air for a second so we could both hear how they sounded. "You kidnapped me and my son. You took my phone. You have men wa
ARIANNA PovI couldn't sit down.I had tried twice and both times I was back on my feet within seconds, moving from the window to the wall and back again, my arms crossed over my chest like I could hold myself together by force.Noah was asleep on the bed behind me. I had pulled the blanket up arou
ARIANNA POV My thumb hit the end call button so fast I almost dropped the phone.Nikolai's eyes were already on my face when I looked up. He hadn't moved. He just stood there at the bottom of the staircase with that stillness he used when he wanted you to feel like the room was closing in.It work







