“You’re bleeding,” she touched her sleeve, staining her fingers. “It’s nothing,” she didn’t even look. “You talk about it so calmly.” “What should I do?” Sit and cry, or what? - I forgot that this is in the order of things for you. - Uh-huh. Exactly. I'm fine. - Where are you taking me? “I’m not going anywhere with you,” she balked, resting her hands on the slightly open door of the dark blue SUV. “You will,” Denis pushed her into the front seat. - I won’t let you go anywhere until we talk. - Fuck you!..

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