Chapter 217

“Get me a sharp knife and a straw!” demanded Gwen as she dropped down by President Novokov’s only son.

Steve scrambled a short distance to pick up a steak knife, and then removed a plastic straw from a drink glass. He quickly returned to Gwen and knelt next to her as she took the knife from his hand.

Steve held Vlad’s hands away from his neck as Gwen ran her fingers over his throat. Once she was satisfied that she had found what she was looking for, she carefully made an incision. Then Gwen took the straw from Steve and cautiously slid it into the small opening she had made in Vlad’s neck.

Suddenly a loud gasp came from the straw as air once again found its way into the young Russian’s lungs. Within seconds, his coloring began to improve. That was the moment when Russian police poured through every door of the dining room with guns drawn and pointed everywhere, and at everyone!

Gwen’s friends and family had been enjoying delicious hors d’oeuvres, excellent