54

KATYA

ONE YEAR AGO

I’m walking down the hallway, hunting for Mr. Donovan — my boss who definitely gets a kick out of mispronouncing my last name.

It’s Volkova.

Not Volkov.

Thanks for nothing, Dad. Pretty much the only thing he gave me was a last name people can’t say right.

Just as I’m about to round the corner, someone yanks me into an open door.

I nearly scream — until I see him.

Those grey-blue