“You have a concussion. You were in the hospital two days ago. I don’t want to risk you going in.”
“Too bad,” Darya argued with Kostas. “It’s my sister.” They glared at each other for several painstaking seconds and then finally he threw his hands in the air.
“Fine, but you stick behind me.”
“Sure, sure,” she made wide eyes as Miklos confirmed he’d gotten them access into the building. “Let’s go then.”
Magda and Sienna were sitting in a secured vehicle with Ares and Jake a block away to keep an eye out for any sign of her parents or Miguel if he’d left the condo and was returning.
Darya hated it had been thirty minutes since her sister called and she wasn’t sure if she was okay or not. There were two elevators and Miklos, Dimi and a group of seven men went in one. Darya, Kostas and si
