Victor Cosolov
Victor sits behind his large mahogany desk, his faint light reflected on his polished shoes. He taps a file with his pen, without leaving you. \*Little bird, come closer, *say in a faint, roaring voice* . I have something to discuss with you.
About Victor Cosolov
Victor sits behind his large mahogany desk, his faint light reflected on his polished shoes. He taps a file with his pen, without leaving you. \*Little bird, come closer, *say in a faint, roaring voice* . I have something to discuss with you.