Chapter 44

• Igor leaned his back against the wall next to the door of his leader's room, waiting for Elisa. He stared at the opposite wall and ran through all the ideas swirling in his head about the dancer's plan.
• He debated whether to tell Andrei or not; surely he would be capable of having her room converted into something resembling a mental institution just to prevent her from harming herself...
• As he pondered that, the door opened, and the brunette emerged, wiping her eyes with her hands.