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I don’t really care.”
    “I don’t either.”
    He thought about the item of business that had started the argument. “Do you really think my sister is hiding things from us?”
    “Absolutely.” She threaded her fingers lightly through the hair on his chest. “It’s hard to explain how I know. I can just feel it. And when she talked about going to our home with my father, it was—there was more going on, Dimitri. I know it.”
    “Then I suppose it’s time for her to do a little talking. We’ve given her plenty of space to heal, just like she asked. But if she’s hiding things that would help us understand what happened with Boris, then she needs to spill it.”
    “I think she’s actually ready to talk,” Toni said slowly. “It’s just that sometimes when you’ve been silent for such a long time, it’s easier not to say things that will make waves.”
    “And that’s what you think she’s hiding.”
    “It isn’t that she’s actively hiding things,” Toni said quickly. “She’s just learned that there are things that she knows that are probably going to make you and Anatoli really upset.”
    “Then I wish she’d just hurry up and rip of the bandaid before we go nuts trying to figure it out.”
    “Time,” Toni advised. “It’s just going to take time.”

Chapter Seven
    Time? Toni thought it was just going to take some time for Katya to open up and be willing to talk to Dimitri and Anatoli about what had really happened between her and Boris Rustikov? Dimitri was already sick of waiting. In fact he was pretty certain he’d been waiting an eternity even though it had only been a week.
    “Our sister is a brat,” Anatoli observed as they began the trek back to the main house from Katya’s cottage.
    The two of them had just gotten done with a fruitless interview with Katya. They’d attempted—without luck—to get the real story of what had transpired between her and Boris Rustikov. Katya maintained that it was too painful to think about the father of her baby. Dimitri was beginning to see why Toni believed Katya was hiding something big.
    “Are you on Boris patrol tonight, or am I?” Anatoli asked suddenly. “And how long is this going to go on?”
    “Did you not see the tantrum he threw last night?” Dimitri asked with amusement. “Yuri actually asked him to leave Dyadya’s.”
    “Very satisfying,” Anatoli agreed. “But where are we going with this strategy?”
    Dimitri sometimes marveled that his own brother could be so short sighted. “The idea was to punish Rustikov for making our sister suffer and for disrespecting her, right?”
    “Yeah.”
    “So don’t you think that making him look like an impotent fool is punishment?”
    “Perhaps.” Anatoli grimaced. “I was thinking more along the lines of physical punishment.”
    “Because you’re a very literal person.” Dimitri shook his head. “You can’t make the man into a martyr. He’ll just blame us and make himself feel like a victim. He needs to experience the same humiliation he dished out to Katya. That will make an impact. Remember that not everyone in the world is like you.”
    Anatoli snorted. “I still want to kill him.”
    “What good would it do?” Dimitri wondered out loud. “Would it teach him a lesson? Would it make him reconsider what he did to Katya? No. He would just feel vindicated.”
    “I think you’re full of shit.” Anatoli pointed angrily at the main house. “You’ve got Rustikov’s daughter in there and you’re fucking her instead of using her to teach him a lesson.”
    Dimitri gazed at Anatoli and shook his head. “Tell me. Do you think the man will appreciate knowing that I’ve had his daughter in my bed? Do you think that will make him happy? Or will it make him feel impotent and powerless?”
    A slow smile spread over Anatoli’s face. “So when do you intend to rub his face in it?”
    “Soon.”
    “Does the girl know you’re just using her?”
    A twinge of doubt hit