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... ther as a buzz suddenly shook his pants. He glanced down only to find a strange number calling him. With a sigh, he slid his finger across, accepting the call.
"Hello."
He noticed Anya sleeping and tried to speak with a low, quiet tone.
But it sounded rough and violent.
"Patriarch Volkov, it’s me. Zara."
With a sigh, he glanced at Anya once again, gently lifted her head, lay her on the cushioned sofa and scanned the room for a thick blanket.
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