She was right—going head-to-head against her fucking sucks. I always want you on my team … Every word we spoke to each other haunts me. Her voice echoes in my head all day long. I’m hollow and empty inside. Even if I start making money hand over fist, I already know I won’t enjoy it. I haven’t enjoyed anything since she left. I haven’t been happy for one single minute. That’s not going to change. Sabrina will go home to Chicago, or she’ll die here in Moscow. No matter how clever she is, how resourceful, she can’t survive long with a price on her head. I hope she goes home. No matter how much
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