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- “I don’t know,” he said in a heavy accent. Russian maybe. Definitely Eastern European. “Lots of bad stuff happening. Must be careful.”
- “Come on,” Alia said, attempting some measure of the easy charm her father had possessed in such abundance. “Do we look like trouble?”
- The guy looked up, up, up at Diana.
- “Nie ne sme zaplaha,” she said, looking solemn.
- Alia stared. Diana spoke Russian?
- …
- “Geez,” Alia said as they headed up the stairs. “What did you say to him?”
- “I simply told him we weren’t threats.”
- Alia rolled her eyes. “Not suspicious at all. How did you learn to speak Russian?”
- “It was Bulgarian, and… I’m not entirely sure.”
- “How many languages do you speak?”
- Diana paused as if calculating. “I think all of them.”
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