Doriano's expression turned slowly from an innocent smile, to grim and straight. His face betrayed no thought or emotion as he motioned Koslova over. She quickly jumped out of her chair, revolver in hand to the Major's desk, leaning over slightly towards the side of his chair. Doriano whispered something inaudible to the rest of the room's audience into the Lieutenant's ear.
As he spoke, his eyes darted before both of the women in front of his desk, and then behind them to his second assistant, whom nodded behind the back of both women.
