“I’ll find proof that it was you behind the attack on the company, and I’ll wipe you out!”
“I can help. I’ll provide the evidence myself. Want it?”
“What’s the price?”
Marina didn’t reach out to touch the “patient’s” forehead—though the words sounded like the ravings of a madman.
“A date. One evening for the two of us. No security and no talk of work.”
“Berg, you need to see a doctor! A psychiatrist!”
“And you just need the right date… with the right man.”
“I don’t think this is a good idea.”
“Who says anyone will be against it?”
Rejoicing that she’d come to the presentation together with her ex, Marina turned her head toward him.
“Come on!” Berg followed her gaze.
“Your companion won’t say a word—even if I take you right now, on that very table.”
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