Chapter 122

After a half-hearted search of the small bathroom, Miles and Arkady opted for the guest bedroom where Yevgeny had been staying, while I searched Tatiana's room.

"It's a bust in here," I said.

A deafening clang rang out.

I sprinted into the guest room. Arkady stood half in the closet, bashing in a safe door with heavy swings of his now-stone fists. I stayed behind Miles who was a very handy shield until the door crumpled entirely, allowing Arkady access.

"And you were worried about me contaminating the scene?" I shoved Miles.

He started as the safe's metal keypad fell onto the ground. "The homicide cops will either think robbery was the motive or that this was a red herring."

"Not the point, dude. I'm a trained professional and this is just... not. At least concede I was right to search."

"Depends on what we find." Man, this guy wouldn't give me an inch.