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Liwei put his hand on Mona's back. He frowned deeply, digging his teeth into his cheek. "I.. I know... I want to know, too, but.. Damn." He shook his head. "I don't want blood on my hands, M."
"Vera," Misha offered.
Mona composes herself slightly, sighing as she looks at him sadly. She stops the van temporarily. She leans over and rests her head on his shoulder. "I don't either.." She whispers, closing her eyes briefly. "I wish things were more clearcut." She sighs softly.
"She's not my secretary." Fabine laughs.