SCRA Recruitment Centre

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Alicia calmly put the card into the bin, dusting her hands as she did so. Cards were so bourgeoisie.

The recruit was nervous, it seemed. But as long as he kept his head about him, he would survive.

She went back to typing the application information into the database.

***

Katz stared for a long time at Nikolai.

"Wait outside on the platform, I will make my decision soon." He gestured towards the doors, as he sank his hands into his pockets, rocking on the balls of his feet.

"Aleksandr Kurcov," he called, Alicia feeding him the name onto the laptop open on the wooden table before him.

Once the young man was standing before the aging politician, Katz stopped his rocking.

"Why do you want to be a part of the Coalition, son?"

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