Jimenez's eyes narrowed with suspicion. It was the ops officer's turn to shrug. The guards, naturally, did not sit but stoodwith rifles in their hands. After all, it was only food.
Divine wind. But still; fifty million . The sister, Alena, sank to her knees and held hersides. Oh, yes, that would explain the need for secrecy, he thought.
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