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... of the government building.
Natasha stepped out of the car, her breath visible in the cold Moscow air. She pulled her coat tighter around herself, her sharp gaze fixed on the security gate ahead.
Her phone rang, and she answered immediately. "We’re here. Open the gate."
Seconds later, the gate was opened by a man in a security uniform. He glanced nervously at Natasha, avoiding eye contact as he waved the SUV through. He was their inside man, a low-level employee who’d bee ...
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