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Long after midnight, the office still smells of tobacco, steel, and paper.Irina Volkov sits above the machinery of the state as though it belongs to her — calm, shoeless, and entirely untroubled by the fear she leaves in other people.

A quieter look at Irina Volkov, an original character from my ongoing espionage story.

Let me know what you think of this more atmospheric side of her.

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