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Peter
Esguerra stares at me, as if unable to believe his ears, then lets out a sharp bark of laughter. “Amnesty and immunity? For you?”
Kent remains silent at his side, but I see the comprehension in his gaze.
He knows what this is about.
He and Yulia have seen me with Sara.
“Actually, for me and my guys,” I tell Esguerra. “They’re not as popular with the law enforcement, but they’re still on their s**t lists. You get your CIA friends to get us off those lists, and you can forget about Novak for good.”
“Really?” he says, still chuckling. “Assuming I could even perform this miracle for you, since when do you give a f**k about being hunted?”
Kent could answer that, but to my relief, he keeps his mouth shut as I say, “That’s none of your business. This is the deal I’m offering. Tak
