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in her bag. As she turned to follow them out, Vitaly took her bag from her and slung it over his shoulder as they walked to the waiting car.
    The cocktail party was a casual affair for industry professionals at a gallery on the west side. The student-created art showcased would be offered up in a silent auction and any money made from sales would go toward scholarships. When they arrived, Vitaly and Marcus quickly surveyed the room preparing to divide and conquer, as there were numerous vendors and potential customers that they were interested in doing business with.
    Before Sarah realized what was happening, everyone walked off in a different direction. Unsure what to do with herself; she walked over to the bar. After accepting a glass of white wine, she turned to survey the room, bumping into a large body that had come up behind her.
    Jumping back, she squealed as she spilled wine and a pair of large hands stopped her from further damage. As Sarah looked up to apologize, the man took the glass from her hand as he motioned to the bartender to refill before grabbing napkins off the bar and carefully wiping both his and Sarah’s hands.
    “I’m so sorry,” she finally managed to say. “I wasn’t paying attention.”
    “Not to worry,” came a very thick accented reply. “I am pleased that it was only white wine.” At Sarah’s blush, he placed a finger under her chin and tilted her head up to look at him. “What is your name?”
    “Sarah, Sarah Jenkins,” she blurted out and she put her hand out to shake. Taking her hand, he raised it to his lips, kissing it as he squeezed it lightly.
    “It’s a pleasure to meet you Miss Sarah Jenkins. You may call me Dmitri,” he told her as he handed her wine back to her.
    “Oh, this is your party; again, I’m so sorry. I can’t believe I did that.”
    “Not to worry. Come, let us walk around and look at the art. Perhaps, if I’m walking beside you, there will be less opportunity for me to get wet,” he teased.
    “Oh, but shouldn’t you…that is to say…I…shouldn’t you be mingling?” Sarah asked, as her voice trailed off.
    Turning to smile at her, he grasped her elbow and escorted her away from the bar, “Oh, but I am. So, tell me, little one. Did I see you walking in with Vitaly Chekov?”
    Smiling, “Yes, I’m interning as Mr. Chekov’s personal assistant for the summer while his regular assistant is out on maternity leave.”
    “And do you like working for…Mr. Chekov?”
    Sarah nodded, “I can’t believe how much I’ve learned in such a short time. It’s been amazing.”
    As Sarah looked at the painting hanging on the wall, Dmitri’s eyes narrowed, as he contemplated ways to exploit the relationship.
    As the other members of VIC Enterprises worked the room, Marcus walked up to Vitaly. “Well, she works fast.”
    “What are you talking about?”
    “Your intern,” replied Marcus as he pointed across the room.
    As Vitaly turned, he stilled. Sarah was talking and laughing with none other than Dimitri Nardiv and they weren’t alone. Nico Demolios from the New Jersey Port Authority and two other men were vying for Sarah’s attention, as she seemed to be entertaining all of them with a story. Vitaly dug his nails into his palms as he squeezed his hands into fists.
    Of all the people she could be speaking with, it had to be him.
    Vitaly briefly remembered a time when he and Dmitri were friends. Both were new to the country and eager to make their way in the world. But Dmitri wasn’t interested in hard work; he wanted to take the easy route. When the two decided to go into business together, they were offering shipping services to small vodka manufacturers eager to make a name for themselves in North America. But what Vitaly didn’t know was that wasn’t all they were shipping.
    Dmitri had a sideline where he was importing contraband with the legitimate products. When Vitaly found out, they fought and rather than risk prison, Vitaly dissolved their