She and most of the rest of the watching crowd. Even knowing it would happen couldn’t prevent that. Rodion spun in midair and knocked feetfirst against the building. “Shit!” someone exclaimed in the mingled relief and irritated amusement of the completely fooled. “He’s got a rope!” And so, convinced this too was part of the show, the crowd hung around, happy, now that they all had free tickets, to waste another few minutes on some more exciting entertainment. This was necessary. Even the Bear couldn’t kill people in front of quite so many witnesses. Although he could take them away in his limousine and kill them somewhere else. Circumspectly, Nell eased farther away from the black car. But no one was interested in her. Or in Ilya, who’d materialised at her side. Nell took out her phone and dialled Anna. “I’m in,” Anna’s voice answered breathlessly. It sounded strange, shaky for the normally cool woman she portrayed. “I’m with them.” “You’ve got a tail,”
