{IVANNA}
The conversation with Karlen bothered me all afternoon.
When my business calls ended, I decided to go to the hospital early. I needed to talk to Sergio about his son. I didn't like the way Karlen looked. Perhaps one of Maksim's sons could help out, just until Sergio was back on his feet.
Nesto agreed to drive me, and he took two more soldiers along as a precaution. Since the shooting, security at the castello had been beefed up considerably, all the men armed to the teeth. I wasn't complaining. I still had trouble sleeping when I pictured Sergio on the ground, nearly bleeding to death.
In the back of the armored SUV, I closed my eyes and wondered how I could help Karlen. I knew he had Maksim, but Maksim was old school. Was there something I could do, something they hadn't considered? I tapped my phone against my thigh, thinking. What about some cyber-stalking?
