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Was she okay?
Tanya rubbed her arm where Carlton’s hard grip had dragged her into a run.
Was she okay?
“Someone has just tried to kidnap me—”
She saw the glance between the two agents.
“—or worse. No, I’m not okay. Ya rozlyuchenyy!”
“What did she just say?” Carlton was looking at Alex.
“Not sure. It was Ukrainian, which only kinda carries over to Russian. Is rozluychenyy like yarostnyy or more like…”
“I’m pissed!” Tanya shouted in English.
“She’s pissed,” he told Carlton as if discussing the damned weather, then signaled his dog to return to his side.
The manager peered out the back door and Carlton went over to reassure him.
“There’s something you should know,” Alex said to her softly. “They spoke, and cursed, in Russian.”
Tanya knew what that meant. “Der’mo.”
“That’s exac
