"Lucy?"
"Hmm," she murmured, turning her distracted gaze from the dancing couples in yet another attempt to find Mack. She knew better. Of all places, her brooding bounty hunter boyfriend would be, the dance floor was the least likely.
"I'm attempting to introduce you to an associate of mine," Vladimir said drily.
"Oh," Lucy gasped, her head turning sharply. She set her champagne glass down on the table with a clatter and looked around guiltily. Her focus had been so sharply engaged on finding Mack that she'd spent almost the entire day ignoring her sister and brother-in-law. Jane barely noticed Lucy's distraction since she despised social gatherings and spent most of the afternoon and evening fidgeting in her Gucci dress and grumbling about her inability to strap a gun anywhere to her
