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I wrack my brain trying to place the name, but I’m coming up blank. I shake his hand just to keep up the polite pretense. “How can I help you?”

“I’m a reporter for The Metro Herald. I like to do my research, Ms. Mercer, and I know quite a bit about the man you work for.”

“Wait—this is about Vik—uh, Mr. Volkov?”

He nods and his eyes narrow, but his smile doesn’t waver. It makes the hairs on the bac