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“Wait, Irina!” Russia called, following the secretary as she threw open the double doors and stormed out into the cold. “Let’s talk about thi– Irina please don’t quit! Come on, I’ll give you a raise!” She never stopped to explain, never turned to look at him, didn’t even hesitate to quit her job – just left Russia in a state of complete disarray, his office messy and unmanageable without her, and not even a word of warning beforehand. So that was it. His secretary had just walked out on him… again. The twentieth one. He brought a hand up to his forehead and massaged it ro