" What about your roommates? Will they let you leave?" I asked."I'll give them a month's notice, and they'll be fine. There are always changes in this...town." I don't want to have six bedrooms full of people. I'll take the floor with the master and if you each want a room, then we can figure something out." How much do you want for rent? We're both making around twenty-five thousand a year. We each pay around five hundred a month now plus utilities." Why don't you each put $400 a month into the. She was Amalya Trepper, and she worked for the KGB. Espionage and intrigue were deeply embedded in her family history. Her uncle was Leopold Trepper, a shadowy and mysterious figure. For a time he had served as the controller for the western section of the notorious "Rote Kapelle" spy ring in World War II, and he held the rank of colonel in Soviet intelligence. His cover was as a Belgian businessman, name of Jean Gilbert. Gilbert -- my, my, what a coincidence.The particular operation. Girl1: And now he’s cheating on her.Girl2: Hahaha! That’s what she deserves!Oh God! Those girls were making fun of Abigail, not knowing she’s standing right above them and hearing everything.Abigail: What the…?Me: Don’t do anything stupid.Girl1: I can’t wait for her to face reality.Girl2: I’ll punch her in the face, the first thing I’ll do.Girl1: Once Jason isn’t around her anymore, there’s nobody to protect her and half of the school wants her beaten up!Girl2: Not even her sister would help. Francis was right. You are a biologist.’ Patrick laughed. ‘So do you like jazz?’ ‘Like it? I love it.’ ‘Good. There’s a jazz festival in the city. Francis is going to her office in the morning for work. I’m headed to the festival first thing in the morning. Come with me. Francis can join us after she catches up on her legal briefs.’ Benjamin growled quietly. ‘I’ll join the two of you in the afternoon. I have something to clear up tomorrow morning. Bye Patrick.’ ‘See you later, Benjamin. It was.