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But he could see no reason. No message reached him. The plane simply droned on through the deepening night, on its way to Moscow. The voices behind him had long since stopped their murmuring. Online flower.
And I certainly wasn't about to go barging in there myself and, like, make a target of myself for this Jake Cutter. Which meant I had to get a man inside.
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