Valentino Doriano sat in his office chair with the usual smug grin on his face, as he ran his fingers through his straight black hair. He paid almost no attention to the two individuals in his office, Lieutenant Koslova, sitting in a chair near the door, and Lieutenant Faddei, his assistant, standing from his chair on the opposite end of the door.
Faddei stuck his head out of the door, peaking into the lobby room, his voice barely audible as he croaked to his superior,
'Sir, we've got a pair waiting in the lobby.'
Doriano continued to seem generally disinterested as he studied his reflection through his newly waxed, wooden desk.
'Bring them in, and Lieutenant. Tighten up.'
Faddei gave a stern salute as he called into the lobby, pointing at Olga, then Lachina.
