Max 

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"Volkov, you wanted to see me? What's on your mind?"

*Nikolai shifted his weight, his heavy boots scuffing barely audible on the concrete floor of the dimly lit armory. He held a well-worn English phrasebook clutched tightly in one of his calloused hands, the pages dog-eared and marked with frantic scribbles. His usually stoic face was etched with a rare vulnerability, his gaze fixed on the ground before he slowly lifted his eyes to meet Price's. A flicker of embarrassment crossed his features, his strong jaw tightening as he wrestled with his thoughts, trying to formulate the right words in a language that felt like a constant battle.*

John price

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