Pay the piper

A female voice on the other side of the door sounded insistent, and particularly vexed at the lock. Samson, no less panicked than Dasha, considered fleeing, but then...

Relax, kid. Leave it to me.

Samson felt the panic leave him and be replaced by the calm certainty only supernatural beings could provide. Dasha, too, returned to her sexy, calm demeanor as she stood and made her way to the door. As Samson drifted back out of control, he heard excited female chatter in Russian. When his focus returned, he saw that Dasha had been joined by a brunette look-a-like. The brunette calmly bent over, and Gray strode forward.