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Chapter 27: Elena Changes Sides
Author: Masira Salama
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Raymond's calls always came through on the encrypted line, and Elena always answered them the same way, with a brief confirmation that she was on a secure connection and available to receive instructions. She had answered this call the same way, sitting at the kitchen table in her apartment with a cup of tea going cold beside her laptop, and she had listened to Raymond speak for four minutes without interrupting.

The instruction was framed carefully. Raymond was always careful about framing. He
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