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Michael opened the front door, letting Natasha rush inside. She stopped just past the entryway, staring suspiciously at the unfamiliar men in her living room.
“Dad?” She turned around and looked at her father quizzically.
Still experiencing the elated aftereffects of taking Natasha out for ice cream, he looked around the room, then down at her.
“These people work with me, sweetheart,” Michael said. Then he addressed everyone.
“Where’s Marcel, guys?”
Matt answered. “He’s in your office, talking to Sarah.” He rotated his head toward Michael as he spoke.
“All right,” Michael moved his gaze back to Natasha. “Why don’t you go up to your room for a little bit, honey? I just have to talk to Uncle Marcel, and then you can hang out with him, okay?”
“Okay,” she agreed in her energetic voice, turning to run upstairs.
After she vanished, he walked down the hallway to his office and knocked on the door.
“Yes?” Marcel answered, his authoritative tone tinged with mild impatience.
His nephew opened the door and stepped inside. Then they told each other what was going on. They finished their discussion by outlining what would happen next. The plan was dissected in minute detail. When they were done, Michael and Sarah left the office, and Marcel beckoned Brian to him while he stood in the open doorway.
The gargantuan killer followed his boss’s instructions, closing the door as Michael stepped out of the way. Everyone outside the office respectfully ignored the deep voices that soaked through the thin walls of the house.
After a few minutes passed, Brian stepped out of the room and gathered his partners while Marcel went to look after Natasha. Within a few minutes, the assassins left, speeding toward the culmination of their mission.