Chapter 15

Olga dozed off again. The smooth motion of the car lulled her to sleep. It just fell into nowhere, like into a fluffy cloud, and got lost there.

She did not see that her husband looked at her carefully, and then signaled with turn signals so that the escort would understand his maneuver in time. They turned onto the highway towards the capital. Does it matter where you sleep? She does not need to work, and he is his own boss.

Maybe they will have. Not now, but in the morning. What's the plan? Hooked, she didn't notice. Zimin grinned at the thought. And even if there was...