#Chapter86
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Victor stared at me in amazement. His lips parted and closed like a fish. Raising his eyebrows and clearing his throat, he leaned forward to study my expressions thoroughly as if searching for a lie.
/"You mean to say that Volkov never got to see the information enclosed in that bloody disk./" He whispered eagerly, and I shrugged my shoulders.
/"That’s possible./"
At my careless reply, he snorted and let out a disbelieving chuckle. He kept staring at my face as if I was some damned creature from hell.
