Whispered Promises
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“Are you okay, radost moya?”
She took a moment to answer. “I will be…”
Brie heard his voice break when he told her, “I have not been able to sleep since the day you were taken.”
Her bottom lip trembled. “I channeled your strength when you were caged in Siberia.”
She heard him start to cry. “I’m grateful…you are alive, radost moya.”
Brie looked up at Sir. He gave her a reassuring smile, but she could see he was struggling to keep his emotions in check.
“I’m safe, Rytsar,” she assured him.
Rytsar let out a tortured groan. “I would give anything to be with you right now.”
Brie frowned, clutching the phone. “Why aren’t you here?”
“I cannot leave Russia, but I sent Titov in my stead.”
“Durov will explain later, babygirl” Sir interrupted. “We have two more calls to make.”
“I have to go,” Brie told Rytsar with regret. “I want you to know I love you.”
“My love for you is immense, radost moya, and I thank the God Almighty my prayers have been answered.”
Sir took the phone from her to dial another number. “She’s safe. I know you want to hear her voice so I am passing the phone to her.”
Brie took it, looking at him questioningly.
He mouthed the words, Your parents.
Brie nodded, her voice catching when she said, “Mama…”
“Oh, my God, you’re safe!” her mother cried.
“Is that Brianna?” she heard her father shout in the background.
“It is, it is!” her mother answered. “They found her, Bill!”
She immediately asked Brie, “Please tell me you’re all right.”
“I am, Mama,” she answered. “Sir saved me.”
“Thank the Lord!” her father replied. “We’ve been worried sick about you, little girl.”
“I never gave up hope, Daddy.”
Brie looked at Sir gratefully.
“I can’t believe it, I’m just so grateful,” her mother sniffled through her tears. “It’s wonderful to hear your voice, sweetheart.”
Brie thought she heard her daughter in the background and asked, “Is Hope there with you?”
“Yes!” her mother replied. “We’ve been watching the children while Thane searched for you.”
Brie’s voice trembled with joy when she asked, “Can I talk to her?”
“Of course, little girl,” her father answered. She heard him grunt as he lifted Hope up.