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[Sofia Vasilieva]

Pavel (Pasha) Vasiliev

The name meant nothing in particular. But the warning was frankly strange. Pavel wasn’t a superstitious man, but he’d seen first hand the things his youngest sister could do. His stern attention did not falter as he decided whether this man had viable information. Until he knew more for certain of what exactly had transpired here, even the rumour of foul play could not be left to circulate freely. Kristian spoke in what sounded like good faith, and he had stayed by Maksim when he could have left. But he could not be left to repeat whatever it was he thought he knew.

“I have a use for eyes,” Pavel said. A glance over his shoulder patiently acknowledged the summons of the ambulance crew. Alina would not forgive him for allowing Maksim to travel to the hospital alone. Given the circumstances Pavel would not allow it anyway. A Vasiliev did not take risks with their own.

“My family values loyalty, Kristian,” he said. “Maksim will have appreciated the comfort, I’m sure. I will thank you properly upon my return. Excuse me.”

He made a gesture as he departed. In the meantime Kristian would be well looked after.