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"Hello, Colonel," she said, as she recovered quickly. "Hello. Katya Bodnarchuk, right? Did I startle you?"
Оглавление"My mind was occupied…," said Katya.
Her cool appraisal of this man was not unfavourable. He was dressed in a tailored olive green uniform and polished black soft-soled Georgia work boots he ordered in from the South. Didn’t he look quite a bit like that Mikhail Khodorovsky who was becoming known in the oil industry? Strength and competence was readable in his demeanor and countenance. The uniform was a perfect fit for his well-developed physique; close enough to present a figure of authority, loose enough not to constrain a man in action.
