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as she got into the car.
“Sweet friends, you’ve got.”
“Who the hell are you? How do you know me?”
“As you read in my card, I’m Dr. Zaffran. Half Canadian, Half Irani. I’m a research scholar at the SRO.”
“What’s the SRO?”
"An organisation,"
"Of what?"
“You will come to know in due time, when and if we are convinced that you can be trusted.”
Zehra raised an eyebrow. “I see.”
“Ms. Mahmood–”
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