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She was a blur, she flew to me so fast. She threw her arms around my middle and stole my breath.

“You stayed!” Tatiana exclaimed joyfully.

“Of course I stayed.You’rehere,” I said to her quickly, giving her a hug.

“There was a fire!” she exclaimed.

I guided her onto the sofa next to me. “I heard! Was it scary?”

She nodded. “It was really scary. I ran away first. I smelled it. I looked for you in your room, but you weren’t there.”

“You looked for me? The first thing you do in a fire is get outside. Adults can take care of themselves.”

Tatiana nodded. “I hid, but Massi says I didn’t choose the best place.”

“Massi?” I repeated, a dull ache blooming in my chest. God, I missed him. I’d do anything to see his face right now.

“Massimo. He came for me, you know? When it was scary and hot everywhere. I don’t remember well. I was coughing so much. He carried me. I woke up in the ambulance, and guess what?”

“What?” I was aware of Sergei’s gaze on my face but didn’t want to turn and be reminded of where I was. I smoothed Tatiana’s hair back. It was clean and shiny for once, though I didn’t like the idea that someone here at this house had bathed her.

“Massi was still there. I opened my eyes, and he said... ‘Knock, knock.’”

My smile was unforced for the first time all day. “Hmm, and what did he say?”

She giggled. “He said, ‘I’m Colin.’ I said, ‘I’m Colin who?’ And he said... ‘I’m Colin an ambulance.’” She fell about in careless giggles.

I hugged her close.

The sounds of a game emanating from Rada’s phone caught her attention. She got up and hesitantly approached the young woman.

“Are you playing a game?”

Rada barely glanced up from the screen.

“Mm-hmm.”

“Can I play?”

“No.”

Tatiana stepped away, disappointed. I was just about to say something when Rada spoke again.

“You can watch me, though.”

Tatiana climbed up onto the sofa beside her, and Sergei passed me a glass with ice and a pale-amber liquid.

“Here. It’s a mocktail, give it a try.”

I held it with no intention of drinking.

“Now, that’s an interesting story Tatiana has... a man who saved her. A man I had no idea was working at Hallow Hall. A man whose story doesn’t add up.”

I met Sergei’s gaze unflinchingly. “What man?”

“Massimo, she said his name was.”

I shrugged. “Oh, right.”