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conversation. Her attention was riveted to Dimitri. Not that he considered that very flattering. Obviously the woman was simply looking for attention from someone who could afford to show her a good time. If her interest could swing that quickly, she wasn’t worth the trouble unless he was using her to get back at Boris Rustikov.
    “Chloe?” Boris said, his tone tinged with confusion. “Did you hear me?”
    “Hmm?”
    Dimitri smiled at her, giving her another wink to let her know that he knew she was interested. He poured one more shot. Throwing that one back as well, he waited all of ten seconds before making his exit. Casting a look over his shoulder, he jerked his chin.
    That was all it took to snag Chloe away from Boris. The woman followed him as though he were the pied piper. It meant he had a little hanger on he needed to take care of now, but it also mean Boris had just experienced obvious and very pointed failure.
    ***
    The first thing that Toni had done upon waking was to see who was in the house. When she realized that Anatoli, Dimitri, and even Ivan the terrible seemed to have disappeared, she set about exploring. She noticed two things that were very significant. One, there was no suite of rooms that seemed to be assigned to Katya. Her presence was conspicuously absent from the house. And two, there was also no office. There was no study, no office, no planning desk, writing desk, or anywhere else that Dimitri might conduct business.
    That last one wasn’t helpful at all. She couldn’t exactly go waltzing into the kitchen and ask Mrs. Urevich where Dimitri kept his private, business papers. The woman would certainly tell her employer and then Toni would have to answer a bunch of awkward questions.
    However, she could ask about Katya. So after her morning exploration, Toni walked into the kitchen and sat on a barstool at the enormous island. Mrs. Urevich was rolling out dough of some kind.
    “Can I help you with something, Miss?” The cook didn’t look away from her task.
    “Actually, could you tell me why Katya doesn’t live here? Both Anatoli and Dimitri do. Wouldn’t it be safer for Katya to live here with them?”
    Mrs. Urevich’s eyebrows lifted in surprise. “Miss Katya has a home of her own at the back of the property.”
    “Pardon?” Toni was having difficulty wrapping her mind around that idea. “You mean she lives in another house just a few hundred yards away?”
    “Yes. The boys thought she might like to have her privacy.”
    “I bet,” Toni muttered. “Do you think she would be annoyed if I went to see her?”
    “I’m not sure,” Mrs. Urevich hedged. She turned around and grabbed her oven mitts. Then she opened the oven door and pulled out a pan full of flaky tarts with golden crust.”
    “How about if I take some of those tarts over to her?” Toni suggested eagerly. “Surely you were going to give her some?”
    “Of course.” Mrs. Urevich still seemed uncertain. “I don’t know if Mr. Dimitri would appreciate that, Miss. He’s very particular about the people his sister consorts with.”
    “I know that.” Toni tried to sound as if she knew a lot more besides. “I’d just like to meet her. That’s it. If she asks me to leave I’ll respect that.”
    “I suppose it couldn’t hurt.”
    The cook boxed up a good portion of tarts and placed them in a basket along with some other items. Toni started to feel like Little Red Riding Hood. She could only hope there was no wolf waiting in the woods to eat her.
    She scooped up the basket and ran out the door in the direction that Mrs. Urevich indicated. It wasn’t far. In fact Toni was a little surprised that she hadn’t noticed this place when she had first arrived last night. It wasn’t hidden. There were several large leafy trees, but the little cape cod style house with the wide front porch was easily visible.
    Toni crept up to the doorway, feeling awkward as hell. This woman had slept with her father while her mother