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“The fact that I caught him doing the same thing again last week. And another time this morning. I was watching the surveillance video and caught him looking at the lock for two seconds before he left.” “Are you watching him, Viktor?” “He needs to be watched.” Interesting. This means Sasha has something in the office. Or maybe she’s searching for something. What could that be? “Let me take care of him. Stay out of it and stop watching him.” “But, sir—” “Stay out of it, Viktor. That’s an order.” He purses his lips in clear disapproval, but he doesn’t push it. His words, however, definitely bring a lot of ideas to my mind. Such as Sasha’s actual motives for coming to New York. During today’s training, Sasha managed to touch my chest. It wasn’t a punch, and she collapsed right afterward, but she had this victorious smile on her face. As if she’d done what she set out to do all along. She didn’t gloat, didn’t attempt to even count that contact as a point, but she did look at me with those