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Far frore her febrilewait for her turn, Nicolai Baranski was but a eous mortal, but a mortal all the same

Her relief had been so great her nerves had disappeared

When he had finally spoken, inviting her to sit in rapid Russian, she had responded in kind without le beat

Only by the flicker of an eyebrow had he shown any response to her fluency

‘It says on your résumé that you studied Russian at university and then spent a year working in St Petersburg for the Danask Group after your graduation, before transferring back to London,’ he had said, flipping through a pile of paper in front of him

‘That is correct’

He looked up, the brilliance of his light green eyes piercing her ‘Your references are excellent You are clearly a valued member of the Danask Group Why do you want to leave?’

‘I have gone as far as I can and I ae I have already workedthis position needed to be filled quickly

‘How many other jobs have you applied for?’

‘None This is the only one I thought suitable’

‘You do realise the job involves a lot of travel?’

‘That is one of the reasons I applied’ The idea of escaping London and her deteriorating ho to him Rosa kept a strict demarcation between her business and her personal life

‘You will often be required to leave the UK at short notice’

‘I will carry a travel case at all times for such eventualities’

‘You should know I a someone who clock-watches’

‘I am aware of your reputation, Gaspadin Baranski,’ she replied,his coolness of tone ‘You pay an excellent salary for good reason’

He studied her with narrowed eyes before pulling a docu it to her ‘Translate that for me’