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“For taking care of Jozef.” She was too smart for her own good sometimes, Viktor thought. He adjusted himself so he was lying on his back and could look up at her.

“You don’t have to thank me for that. I know you didn’t approve,” he told her. Elena kept running one of her hands through his hair, the other she placed on his chest.

“Would I have done the same thing? Probably not, but it might have