CHAPTER SEVENTY.
"Your mum was killed in the car crash. I am still looking into your supposed sister's case. As much as we are aware, Vladimir never had another child. You were his first and last."
The blatant pain in Lorenzo's tone made her queasiness increase. "Was her body ever found?"
"What are you? A forensic or CIA? But, yes. Her body was found, but not yours. For years, Vladimir believed you were taken, and he turned out to be right."
"Why are you taking me back to him all of a sudden?"
"Your father is embattled. Adversaries would love to see him fall, as they are fighting hard to take me down. Or use you to coerce him."
"Could you not have kept and protected me? It would have been easier. However, I am excited to meet my father. I already love the man."
Lorenzo studied her face as if debating how much to tell her. "No matter how much I hide you, I am not the only one looking for Vladimir's daughter. Finding you is an easy ticket to his heart."