she walked me through the carriage and handed me a golden piece of paper . perhaps she went back to russia ? it was too far-fetched , he saw. i was suffocating and my body caving in around itself . he led her into the living room and sat her down . throw a bullet at a deer , it bounces off . could everything that had happened since then be real ? `` we have more details to discuss . '' the compound seems quiet as we pull up to the gate . 