"Boris!" she gasped. "We're naked! Go back, let me put clothes on!"

"Nyet. There is no time for what I have in mind. We need to get to the bedroom."

A soldier was walking toward them from the direction of the entrance hall. He stopped and stared with his mouth open. Laney could see him from her vantage point, but Boris could not. Laney reached behind her and pulled the gun from its holster. Bracing herself against Boris' muscular, tattooed back, she took aim at the ...