With a grateful moan, he let his heavy backpack sink to the floor. For the first time since he left Moscow, the itchy feeling between his shoulder blades was gone. He’d done it. Made it out of Moscow without being caught. It had been dangerously close, though. He’d spent Tuesday in his apartment, fighting through first the chills and then the fever of malaria. His fever finally broke late Tuesday night. Just after midnight he’d packed his meager belongings and vacated his apartment. He’d still been weak, so he’d found an isolated park bench and dozed until business hours. Then he’d headed off to pick up his contact lenses.Only then had he felt he had a chance of making it out of the city without being recognized. He’d put the lenses in, changed clothes behind a dumpster, and bought food at an open-air market. Still, even with his eyes finally disguised, he took evasive maneuvers throughout the day, stopping frequently to rest because his strength was still sub-par. As soon as he finished his last task, he’d headed to the train station.
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