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"Work files. Financial records. Electronics. Documents. Personal items you might need."

"For how long?"

I don't answer.

"For how long, Adrianos?"

"Until this is finished."

The silence that follows has weight.

"You moved me in."

"I moved your belongings."

"Without asking."

"You were already staying here."

"Because somebody tried to kill us, not because I surrendered the lease on my life."

"Your apartment isn't secure."

"Then secure it."

"I did."

She goes still. The change is immediate.

"What does that mean?"

I should lie. I don't.

"There are men watching the building."

"Since when?"

"Yesterday."

Her laugh is quiet and completely humorless. "Of course there are."

"Elena."

"How many?"

"Enough."

"Stop answering me with that word."

"Three."

She closes her eyes briefly, then opens them again. "Three armed men are watching my apartment."

"They're not standing outside the door with rifles."

"Thank you for clarifying. I was worried subtlety had died."

"This isn't a joke."