work.â
âJust my job, sir,â he said eagerly. âI try to keep an eye on all the nooks and crannies of the hotel.â
âExcellent. You are my eyes and ears, you night watchmen,â Eyre said.
âYes, sir.â
âYouâll find a gesture of gratitude in your next paycheck,â Lionel Dew added.
âThank you, sir,â Ivan said. âThat is very welcome.â
âYou were unemployed for a time before you came to us, correct?â Dew continued.
âYes. Work is scarce.â
âEspecially for immigrants,â Eyre said, lighting a cigarette.
Ivan watched the unconscious grace of the man as he went through the motions. No wonder women found him so attractive. Masculine poetry in every movement, none of this effete nonsense upper-class young men were affecting right now. âSpeaking of immigrants,â he began.
âYes?â
âI have some concerns about certain elements of the Russian community where our visit from Georgy Ovolensky is concerned. He is a controversial figure in some circles.â How he hated even saying the name.
Eyre picked a piece of tobacco off his lip. âI imagine any part of the present government is, among those who fled.â
âVery true, sir.â He chose his words carefully. âI have heard there might be some manufactured unrest at the Marvinsâ command performance.â
Eyreâs eyes narrowed. âFrom who?â
Ivan shrugged. âThose who hate Stalinâs government.â
âPlenty of those.â Eyre sat back, regarding him.
Ivan didnât know what to do with his hands. He locked them together behind his back, his palms feeling hot underneath his gloves. âI might be able to learn more about it.â
âHow?â Eyre elongated the simple word.
Ivan cleared his throat. âI can keep my ears open around the Russian community, but Iâm also concerned that someone in the Marvinsâ world could be helping.â
âYou donât say,â Eyre drawled.
âYes, but I canât learn more about that.â
âNo?â
He felt he had to explain. âYouâve told us not to fraternize with guests.â
Eyre nodded. âWhat do you have in mind?â
âMiss Loudon, the Marvinsâ secretary, is often underfoot late at night. Iâve attempted to follow orders not to speak to her since you explicitly ordered us to refrain from fraternizing, but if I was allowed to continue our initial conversations, I might be able to learn who is feeding information about the performance to the Russian community.â
âDo you think she is the problem?â
âNo, sir. Sheâs newly come to London, but sheâs always on duty, so she has access to everyone the Marvins do.â
Eyre steepled his fingers together under his chin. âHow much trouble do you think these elements are going to make?â
âI think it is going to be bad, sir, very bad.â
Mr. Dewâs eyebrows rose. Eyre looked even calmer.
âWe donât want any trouble.â A thin trail of smoke rose to the ceiling from Eyreâs forgotten cigarette.
âNo, sir, we canât afford it.â
Eyre nodded. âI know of whom you speak. She does tend to wander, that one. Go ahead and do your worst with her, as long as she seems of value to the greater enterprise. But Iâm going to want to know what youâre hearing among your people. That seems more important to me.â
Ivan nodded, sadness warring with elation.
A knock came at the door. The night concierge poked his head in after Eyre called, âEnter.â
âMiss Plash is outside, sir. Says her mother is missing?â
Eyre ground out his cigarette in a battered brass ashtray, not one of the Grand Russeâs, and stood. âDo we know for how long?â
âShe didnât tell me. Shall I send her in?â
Eyre nodded.
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