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31: Woman power
Doris groaned as she pulled out a batch of hangers from the closet. Camilla snatched the clothes and dumped them on the bed. The woman wasn’t listening to her at all.
“Stop, Doris. I don’t need your help.”
“You. Can’t. Stop me,” Doris replied.
Camilla closed her eyes and exhaled. This woman was tough. She lost the dare at the gun range. Now she had to pack into Alek’s room before dinner and sleep on the same bed as him. How would she cope?
“What you thinking, madam Camilla?”
“Would you like me to teach you English?” Camilla asked. Alek received a call in the middle of their training, and it ruined his mood. Whatever the person told him had him replying in fluent Russian. She needed to learn the language if she ever wanted to leave this place. “And you will teach me Russian. It’s a fair trade, if you ask me.”
“What if
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