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told her.
    “When are you coming home?” Mia asked her.
    “Just as soon as I can get a flight out.”
    “But you can’t go just yet,” Lisa replied.
    “Why not?”
    “Aren’t you even a little curious as to who set you up?”
    “Well, of course, but I’m no detective.”
    “No, you aren’t,” Chloe replied. “Just come home.”
    As Sarah continued to talk to her friends, she felt better. While they may be more than two thousand miles away, she always knew that she could count on them for moral support. After she got off the phone, she called the airlines to make a reservation. There was a redeye out that night. Swearing to herself, she realized that she still had clothes at the dry cleaners.
    Walking into the bathroom, she looked in the mirror. Her face was red and puffy from crying. After scrubbing her face, she didn’t look much better so she jumped in the shower. Donning a pair of jeans, sweater and a coat, she went downstairs to hail a cab.
    The dry cleaners was less than a block from VIC Enterprises and Sarah hoped that she wouldn’t run into anyone as she headed to the door. Just as she was about to enter, she spotted Marcus jogging across the street. Turning around, she watched him look over his shoulder repeatedly before heading toward an alley. Curious as to where he was going, she crossed the street and peered down the alley, which was empty except for some large dumpsters and a sign indicating a back entrance to a bar. Walking down the alley, she went into the bar. Not particularly crowded at this time, she hugged the wall as she looked around.
    She found Marcus sitting in a corner booth talking to someone. Walking toward the main entrance, Sarah worked her way down the aisle careful not to let Marcus see her. Grabbing a menu, she slid into the booth next to them and pressed her back to the wall. Holding the menu up in front of her, she leaned her head against the booth hoping to hear what was going on.
    “It was smart of you to frame that little bitch.”
    “Sarah isn’t a bitch.”
    “She refused to take money from me. No one turns me down. Ever.”
    Sarah realized that Marcus was talking to Dmitri, as she began to fume. He was the leak ! Marcus had worked for Vitaly for years; she couldn’t believe that he would betray him like that. She wondered how much money it would take for someone to destroy a friendship like that. Grabbing her phone, Sarah hit the record app and hoped that they talked loud enough for her to pick up part of their conversation. Lisa would be so proud of her detective work.
    “At any rate, it’s done. I’ve managed to manufacture the necessary digital footprints to point everything at her. That little meeting you had with her tipped it against her and Vitaly is fuming. He won’t bother looking elsewhere as he’s convinced it’s her, which is a good thing, as I’m not sure how well those footprints I left will hold up to heavier scrutiny.”
    As the men continued to talk, Sarah held the phone toward them. As their conversation drew to a close, she realized that they were getting ready to leave. Quickly sitting upright, she pulled her hood tight against her collar to hide her hair length as she kept her head down pretending to text.
     

Chapter 6
    Sarah had been home for a week when human resources contacted her. She needed to stop by security to drop off her badge and sign some paperwork. Sighing, she agreed to come by that afternoon. As she pulled into the parking lot, she checked Vitaly’s parking space and was relieved to see it empty. Walking into the lobby, she headed toward Ivan’s office. Finding it empty, she prepared to drop her badge on his desk when he walked in.
    “Sarah,” Ivan said cautiously as he looked at her.
    “Ivan,” she mimicked. “I understand that you have something for me to sign?”
    Nodding his head, Ivan handed her exit paperwork as she quickly scanned it. Grabbing a pen, she signed it before handing it back along with her badge.