
Border Courier
by Writeryy6rgl
About This Novel
Under the desk with broken legs in the ruins of Kiev, Yelena touched the warm metal - it was the encryption card in the wreckage of the Russian-made drone, and the list of missing Ukrainian soldiers was lying inside. The mute Seryozha clutched the hem of her clothes and let out a vague sob from his throat - this was her only light after the air raid. When the Russian agents' leather shoes crushed the rubble, and when the radio waves from the Ukrainian Security Bureau pierced the silence, she bit her fingertips and wrote on the back of the lesson plan: Use the wind of the Carpathian Mountains as the password, and use the mother's heartbeat as the key. But she did not expect that this string of cipher text woven in dialects would make her a "human radio station" for the agents of the two countries; nor did she expect that the husband who said "he wants to take us back to the spring valley" would open the broken door tonight, holding the cloth bear that Seryozha lost when he was five years old in his arms, but his eyes were like a wolf trapped in a minefield.
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