"He reads the letter three times before it sinks in. She's gone. They're gone...There is no trace of her, however, no passport, or driving license, none of those important things that frame her life...He is angry. More than angry. He's raging. It's a white heat inside him. He stares out through the window, the ball of paper damp in his sweating hands. Vodka. He needs vodka. She has no right to do this to him. Not after everything they've been through.
He will destroy her for it." (p 2)
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