“Do you know where your captain is right now, Vladimir? The 141 is closing in on his location as we speak and you’re here, playing verbal tennis with a station chief..”
She leans close to whisper into his ear, a bruising grip on his elbow.
“Better move fast if you want a +
tears in his eyes, but he didn’t break.”
She leans close, not letting up on the mentions of his captain.
“Imagine how much he’d say if we began taking fingers. Or hands. Imagine how useless he’d be to you.”
Her voice drops, staring up at him.
“If you tell anyone about the +
“That’s on the captain. I already told him I wouldn’t be helping him with that as he acted on his own volition.”
As soon as the arm is around her, she’s bending her arm before jabbing her elbow into his kidney and stepping away with a frown.
“You know he cried? Andrei had +
makarov? Or are you going to continue your pathetic show of power like it means something to me?”
She takes a step forward, anger burning in her chest.
“How’s captain Nolan feeling, hm?”
She’s playing with fire, she knows that, but anything to get him to shut up.
She remains silent after that, a small frown being all that remains of her displeasure as her brows furrowed slightly.
Her hands had clasped behind her back, hiding the shaking from him as she cocks her head to stare up at him.
“Are you done with the show boating, mister +
“What do you want, Makarov? You wouldn’t come here if you didn’t plan on asking for something.”
She stands up straight, trying not to seem too scared as she stares him down.
“If you were going to release the information, you wouldn’t have bothered to come here.”
Her voice has+
hip.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Vladimir.”
She lies easily, her blue eyes glinting dangerously as she makes sure he stays a safe distance away.
Kate presses herself into her door, suddenly painfully aware that she’d let herself be alone with the most dangerous man in the world.
Though his next words have her heart dropping, but she plays it off as she finally lowers the pistol and slips it back into its holster on her +
“It’s station chief laswell, makarov.”
Her gaze is sharp, eyes narrowing slightly as she closes the office door but doesn’t lower her weapon.
“You ask me to put mine down, yet you have a gun too. How is that fair?”
She asks genuinely, staying by the door as she watches the man
When she notices the door ajar, her coffee is forgotten on a table in the hallway, her fingers grasping her sidearm as she flicks the safety off.
Using the muzzle of the gun, the door to her office is pushed in and she steps inside slowly with furrowed brows.
“Who’s in here? +
“I’d be doing better if we could find this guy. For a government worker, he’s good at hiding.”
She leans back, lips pursing as she lights a cigarette and perched it between fingers while she thinks.
She’s rubbing the heel of her hand over her eyes tiredly, a small frown on her face as she hunches over the paperwork spread out across the table.
A groan falls from the station chief, pen dropping from her hand as she closes her eyes for a few moments.
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