Chapter 35

Chapter 35

- You're paranoid, sun. I was just picking up trays of bread from the kiosk where you bought your cakes, remember?

- Still would! - it was then that she was angry as hell, and now the memory only caused a smile. "So why did you come?"

Anatoly, without an invitation, sat down on one of the three chairs that stood for visitors - on the one that was closest to Irina.

Just don't freak out, okay? - he immediately made it clear what was going to be discussed, and Irina was not happy about this. But she nevertheless nodded in agreement, and the man continued: “Last time, the conversation...

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