“You haven’t told me yet. What really happened in Paris, Zoya?” Yuri gently coaxed his cousin to talk.
The waiter came to give them their order. His curious eyes went from Rosetta to Zoya. Yuri stared at him with crossed arms on his wide chest, but didn’t say a word. He just observed the twenty-something waiter and thanked him when he turned to leave. He followed the waiter with expressionless eyes.
“What is it?” Rosetta gently inquired him.
“Nothing,” he said but he signaled Igor to follow the waiter to question him.
Igor immediately followed his silent order. He already knew the drill, and no one would dare go against the big man.
“Let’s just talk about the reason some other time, Yuri,” Zoya answered belatedly, sighing. She watched as Sergei began to use an extra spoon to taste eac
