Sex ruskiy. I’ve been watching you. I chose you.
She began to cry again, her head bowed. Quiet. hopeless.
- No. You’re not thinking. I’m not going to kill you. She startled and looked at him.
- Why.
- You’re mine now. I’ll buy you a grilled chicken and ice cream. Can you cook?
- A little. Roast potatoes and soup.
- You will learn.