“Leave it to me,” I said. “You’ve already got something on your plate. I can handle things. I’ll meet you at the airport afterward and help you find Shiro.” “If you live,” Sanya said. “Yes. Thank you, Comrade Obvious.” The Russian grinned. “Was that a quarter you gave Cassius?” “Yeah.” “For the phone?” “Yeah.” Michael noted, “Phone calls cost more than that now.” I slouched back and allowed myself a small smile. “Yeah. I know.” Sanya and Michael burst out laughing. Michael pounded on the steering wheel. I didn’t join them, but I enjoyed their laughter while I could. The February sun was
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