Page 93 of Sinner's Sacrifice
She said nothing.
Yvgeny looked at her.
His aunt sighed. “Yvgeny, her children are our future.”
“What?” Sam asked out loud. “Does that mean?” She looked at Nika, but the other woman had a confused expression on her face.
“I don’t know.”
“That is ridiculous, and wrong, and what the fuck is going on?” Every word came out louder than the last, until Sam was shouting.
She stood there with her hands clenched so tight she could have split atoms, watching the screen as Yvgeny faced off with his aunt.
Her henchmen moved into position behind her.
Baz strolled over to stand with Yvgeny.
The asshole on the floor started laughing again.
“God damn it,” Sam hissed. “I need to stop this.”
Nika grabbed her arm, holding her in place. “You need to stay out of it. If any of us makes an appearance up there now, there will be more deaths. And it might be us.”
Sam yanked her arm out of Nika’s grasp. “I can stop this.”
“How?” Brian asked.
“I have information that will end this right now.”
He pointed at a button on the wall next to the screens. A placard next to it read: speaker.
Sam strode over and pushed the button. “Yvgeny, can you hear me?”
Everyone on the screen froze.
“Yes,” he answered calmly. “Samantha, we can all hear you.”
Okay, that was good. Or was it?
“Can the, uh, whole hotel hear me?”
“No,” he said with a tired chuckle. “Only this apartment.”
Well, at least she got him to laugh.
“Good. Listen up all you freaky people,” she said, using her get the fuck out of my way voice she used at accident scenes. “You don’t have all the information about me.”
“We know enough,” Yvgeny’s aunt said. “You have a unique genetic mutation that—”
“Means diddly squat,” Sam interrupted. “If you’re talking about me having kids.” She paused for a moment, then continued. “Because I can’t have any.”
“What?” Yvgeny’s aunt demanded.
“What?” Nika and Brian asked in unison.
Yvgeny turned so he could stare directly at the camera, and his face was full of...hope.
No, it couldn’t be. She was imagining it.