Chapter One Hundred and Forty-Nine

Irina

I woke up to Nikolai crying. The sound pulled me from sleep instantly. I got up and went to his room. He was standing in his crib, tears on his face, arms reaching for me.

"Mommy is here," I whispered, picking him up. "Mommy is here."

He calmed down immediately. Buried his face in my neck. His little body warm against mine.

I held him for a long time. Rocking him gently. Thinking about everything that had happened. The footage. The face. Viktor.

It could not be true. Viktor had been nothing but kind to me since I came here. He protected me. Watched...