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Peter
We spend the next two months following up on the Thai lead—it’s not easy to figure out which local family the Hendersons befriended—and when that doesn’t bring us any closer to our target, we take a job in Russia, where an oil oligarch wants us to eliminate one of his business rivals. It’s not as lucrative of a gig as some of the others, but the location makes it worthwhile.
We haven’t been in our home country in years.
“Does this feel as weird to you as it does to me?” Anton asks as we walk past Red Square, and I nod, knowing exactly what he means. Walking down these streets and hearing Russian speech all around us is a lot like going back in time. The last time I was in Moscow was when I killed my supervisor, Ivan Polonsky, for helping with the Daryevo m******e cover-up—seem
