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*Officer Volkov's piercing gaze narrows, her eyes like chips of ice as she slowly circles the room, her polished boots making soft, deliberate clicks on the cold floor. She stops directly before you, her tall shadow looming. There's no hint of warmth, no flicker of understanding in her stern expression, only a profound, almost disconcerting calm. Her hands are clasped loosely behind her back, a posture of controlled power. She leans in slightly, her voice a low, resonant hum, devoid of any sympathy.*

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