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her want to cry.
    “They are not fangs,” she defended, just as she had when she’d proudly showed Justin Lekzi’s new smile.
    “I know. So, before I layer a thousand questions on you, why don’t you tell me what the hell that was about.”
    After trying twice to get her best friend and landlord’s number right, Sacha winced when the ringing pierced her ear as loud as a police siren. “Let me talk to Angela first then I will explain.”
    “Hello?” Angela sounded drowsy, as if she’d been dozing. She was babysitting for Sacha tonight when it was normally the other way around since Angela’s son was one of Sacha’s charges in the small daycare she ran out of her apartment.
    “He is coming,” Sacha squeezed through her tight throat, never having believed she would utter those words. “Please, do as we discussed and take Lekzi upstairs. Do not come down until I come to your door. Hurry!” In her head, she was ticking off the items in the bag she kept in Angela’s apartment; passports, money belts, train schedule, clothes…
    Oh, God. How was she going to do this? She didn’t want to do this.
    “What the hell are you talking about?” Justin was looking at her as if she’d lost her mind. “ Who’s coming?”
    “Oh, shit,” Angela breathed, not sounding so relaxed anymore. “Lekzi’s daddy? Are you freaking kidding me? How the hell? What happened, Sarah? Where are you? Where did you see him?”
    “At the restaurant. We walked in and he was there. He was…there. Oh, my God, Angela. Please, hurry.”
    “I’m already out the door. Baby girl fell asleep in her bassinet, so I just had to grab it and Tanner’s car seat.” Her voice shook to prove she was moving. “I can’t believe this. How’d he seem?”
    “Intense.” Infuriating. Disgusting. Beautiful. “He followed us out of the restaurant. He said he wanted to talk with me. Alone. He wanted to see me home.” Arrogant. Had she mentioned infuriating?
    “Alone. What, he wanted you to send Justin away? Shit , girl. But how will he find out where you live just by seeing you in a— Never mind. Stupid question, considering who he is. But it’ll take him a while, right?”
    Angela’s reaction was a comfort, proving she knew what a Russian Bratva was capable of just as she’d let on when Sacha had finally caved to the pressure and shared her story. Justin’s earlier mistake stole that comfort.
    “No. Justin gave Maksim his name.” Shocking herself with the violent move, she reached over and swatted her friend’s hard thigh. Fear squeezed her lungs as she remembered that behemoth going to work the moment he had some information. “Why did you not listen to me, Justin?” Her daughter’s image shimmered before her eyes. “We would have had more time if all they had was the license plate of your car! Now he will come! He will learn she exists, and he will take her from me!”
    “Sasha!”
    Angela’s use of her real name shut her up.
    “I don’t understand what the hell you’re saying. You’re speaking Russian. And who the heck is Maksim?”
    “What the fuck is going on here?” Justin demanded as she covered her mouth with her hand and shook her head.
    His image blurred before her eyes, and she didn’t protest when he took her phone. He knew Angela just as well as Sacha, if not better, since Angela was married to his best friend. That’s how Sacha and Justin had grown so close, by being thrown together all the time during park visits and potluck dinners. Sacha had vehemently protested the coupling at first until one evening Justin had revealed he wasn’t interested in her “in that way,” saying with a smile that she wasn’t his type. Or the right gender. She’d welcomed his easy companionship after that, and they’d soon started hanging out and making plans even when Angela and Steve were unavailable. Tonight’s dinner, for example.
    “Yeah, of course, I’ve heard of them but have never met any of them before,” he was