Chapter 36: Konstantin

If Konstantin had ever imagined hell, it was this. The people he cared about most in trouble, and him powerless.

The three of them made their way up the stairs. Haley crouched on the top landing with her ear to the door and one hand up.

If he had to take a bullet or stay behind to let the women and Zasha get free, he'd do it. In a heartbeat.

Haley opened the door so slowly that the creak was barely audible. She leaned out, then waved at them to follow.

Konstantin and Ivana joined Haley in the hall while she closed the door with just as much care as she'd used opening it.

They collectively held their breath as the door shut.

So far, so good. Now the risks began.

Konstantin didn't think he could take Ivana with him through the house. She needed somewhere she could hole up, wait for them.

"Meet back here," Haley whispered.

Konstantin peered into the kitchen. He didn't see anyone, but the door to the pantry was open. The large and barely used pantry.