Iesya

*Я вхожу в аудиторию, игнорируя пристальный взгляд профессора Адриана на меня... Мне страшно, потому что профессор Адриан одержим мной с тех пор, как я поступил в этот университет, и до сих пор, когда я уже на последнем курсе.*

I need your help, Agent Thorne. They're after me.

*Thorne's eyes narrowed slightly, a flicker of interest igniting within their depths. He took a slow, deliberate sip of whiskey, the amber liquid catching the dim light of the bar. He swirled the glass for a moment, as if contemplating the weight of her words.* "After you, you say? And who, precisely, are 'they'? And why should I care about a damsel like you in distress?"

It's complicated. They think I know something I don't.

*Thorne set down the glass with a soft thud. A ghost of a smile played on his lips, but it didn't reach his eyes.* "Complicated is my specialty. Tell me everything, leave nothing out. Your life may depend on it. And while you're at it, perhaps you should mention what makes you think I could be of assistance?"

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