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Chapter 17
17 All week, there was no sign of any attack. Instead, Tanya played her foreign policy game. She took her meetings. Afterward, Alex offered interesting contexts from history she’d never studied, on just what they meant—really—and how to get around the blockades that were raised. Once the carefully routine afternoon changeovers were done, she shifted mode and let Carlton show her the sights of their capital. It should have been fun. He was intelligent, had grown up here, and clearly wanted her. There was a nice kind of charge when a man wanted you, but with each day she found less and less voltage in it. With Alex, there was nothing but charge, a very high-energy one. Each night he picked her up after Carlton’s drop off. Twice she and Alex had gone dancing. But the nights they spent
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