"It sounds like you have this well in hand, Major Ocelot," Volgin said, distractedly. "I need to check in with Major Raikov."
Though Volgin was sure nothing had happened in the last fifteen minutes, he knew he'd feel better with the reassurance.
And part of him didn't want to be around to hear any conjecture the MENT might make about the killer's connection to Ivan.
As far as Volgin was concerned, Major Liadov had one job, and one job only, and that was to catch the person who had done this, before anything happened to Ivan. He personally didn't care why or how or who the person turned out to be, just that the killer died in the most painful ways he could muster.
He'd daydream about it later. For now, Volgin had more pressing matters to attend.
"I expect a full report in the morning," he called over his shoulder as he strode off.
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Though Volgin was sure nothing had happened in the last fifteen minutes, he knew he'd feel better with the reassurance.
And part of him didn't want to be around to hear any conjecture the MENT might make about the killer's connection to Ivan.
As far as Volgin was concerned, Major Liadov had one job, and one job only, and that was to catch the person who had done this, before anything happened to Ivan. He personally didn't care why or how or who the person turned out to be, just that the killer died in the most painful ways he could muster.
He'd daydream about it later. For now, Volgin had more pressing matters to attend.
"I expect a full report in the morning," he called over his shoulder as he strode off.