she and the FOHs an âusâ now? Was this absurd dream ever going to end?
âTatiana,â Gaia grunted, stepping closer to her. âI need to talk to youââ
âNo way!â Tammie squeaked, staring admiringly at Tatiana. Suddenly they all seemed to be staring at Tatiana with the same reverent bug eyes. âWait. . . you could seriously get them to close down Pravda for our party? Tomorrow night?â
âI think so, yes.â Tatiana smiled.
âOh my God, yes!â Tammie howled at a ridiculously unnecessary volume. âThis party is going to be awesome. Tatiana, this is so cool. This will be the kind of party Heather would have totally loved. Iâm going to start inviting the right people ASAP! No, even better, Iâm going to make invitations.â
âIâll start thinking about decorations,â Tatiana offered.
âPerfect!â
Gaia was beginning to feel faint. The entire scene was so sickening, she was actually feeling woozy. There was apparently very little oxygen on the Platform. The girls began to converge on Tatiana, quizzing her on her Pravda connection and her entire Russian history. Gaia quickly realized that her words would no longer suffice to maintain Tatianaâsattention. She clamped her hand around Tatianaâs wrist and simply dragged her off the Platform before she could offer the ladies yet another smile.
âWhat is wrong with you?â Tatiana complained, ripping her arm from Gaiaâs grip once theyâd stepped down. âWhy are you being so totally bitchy today?â
âBitchy?â
âYes, bitchy. What is your problem today?â
âWhatâs my problem?â Gaia suddenly became very aware of being watched by the FOHs. Not to mention a rather disgruntled-looking boyfriend. She tugged Tatiana farther into the swarm of coffee-swilling penguins and lowered her voice, looking Tatiana deep in the eyes and trying to get down to business.
âWhatâs my problem?â she whispered intensely. âMy problem is that Dad is missing. Thatâs my problem.â
âWhat do you mean, missing?â
Gaia gave Tatiana a quick rundown of her visit to the hospital, informing her of Natashaâs unfortunately lackluster reaction. Once sheâd managed to maintain Tatianaâs attention long enough to give her all the information, she let out a long, cathartic breath.
âThatâs what Iâve been trying to tell you since I walked into this godforsaken place.â Gaia moaned. âSo what are we going to do? How do you want to deal with this? Should we split up and research, or do you want to stick together? I donât want to waste any more time. I canât waste any more time.â
Tatiana seemed to mull it all over for a moment, rolling her eyes up to the ceiling as she thought.
âI donât know,â she said finally. âI donât really know what we can do, Gaia. If my mother thinks we should wait, then I think we just have to wait, donât you?â
Gaia felt her heart sink down to her toes. This was the best she could get from Tatiana? Waiting? She sounded just like her goddamn mother! Gaia had seen Tatiana fight her way out of almost every crisis theyâd been through. How could she choose now to wimp out completely? Gaia stared deeper into Tatianaâs eyes, wondering how she could possibly stay so calm and composed. But the answer was rather obvious, wasnât it? Of course she could stay calm. After all, it wasnât Tatianaâs father who was quite possibly lying dead on some stretcher in God knew where. No, he wasnât really anything close to her father, was he?
âWhy are you looking at me like that?â Tatiana asked. Her face began to fill up with regret. âIâm sorry, Gaia, I donât know what else to say. I donât know what we could do for him. . . .â
Gaia tried to force a false expression