Chapter 7

Chapter 7

Edgar

The flight from London was difficult. However, it is expected: with an active lifestyle and a frantic pace of work, I hate airplanes. This is not fear, but persistent dislike. There are people who don't like meat. I don't like flying coffins.

“He brought rain and dampness from Foggy Albion,” Seva hums, opening a huge umbrella. - I hope that at least the lawsuit is not so sad?

“It’s all right with the lawsuit,” I reassure him.

Seva asks me something about investments and a project in which I don’t want to invest, and then, sighing, reminds me:

- If you are still going to meet with Varshavin, you...

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