I alighted from the car, then grabbed the duffel bag I had brought with me. I adjusted my wig, then slowly walked behind Ivan. I stood back as he talked to someone through a small screen. He stepped back, and a small door opened. A man stood inside, a gun strapped to his waist and in clear sight, a scar running across his left eye."Go straight. The others are in there."Ivan nodded, then urged me to follow him. I did, and we went straight towards a large open yard. Women, at least thirty of them, all dressed exactly like me, were standing in a long line. Three men, each, the same stereotypical thugs, with tattoos and guns, were guarding them, while one who seemed to have a higher rank and was wearing a suit was sitting in front of them, a tablet on his thigh."Go join them," Ivan said, his voice low. I scurried to the last person on the line and assumed position, dropping my bag on the floor beside me.The action immediately brought the man's attention to me, and I swallowed, lowering
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