Page 112 of The Sniper
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
TIFFANY
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Sadie stacks the newbrochures onto the merchandizing shelves inside the cupboard in my office.
“Still can’t believe it was Nadia’s boyfriend.”She shakes her head.“Do you think she was involved?Perhaps she broke in.She is tiny.”
We’ve had this conversation in one form or another over the past week.
A real estate sign went up two days ago, so while she probably knew she would be extradited, it was clear she’d decided to leave the USA.
I don’t know how I feel about it.
A part of me is relieved it’s over and she has gone, and that Alexei is dead, but I’d like to know what is real and what is not.
I guess I’ll never know.
Sadie and I have hounded Noah for information despite telling us he doesn’t know.
“Come on,” Sadie cried.“You have to know something.”
“I don’t.I’m just a bootleg soldier.”He crossed his arms, amused by our insistence.
“Rubbish.”I shook my head.“You were a commander.”
“Was.”
“But...you know people.”Sadie tilted her head.
“I know my mom, my dad, brother, you—” he started counting on his fingers.
Sadie kicked his leg from where she was sitting on the floor, counting pens and stickers.We were sending out media kits in a few weeks for my new winter line.One that would have nothing to do with diamonds.
“Come on, Noah.”She groaned.
