Taras straightened to his full height. He turned off the penlight with a casual twist, and stuck it in the pocket of his uniform jacket.
"What does it look like?"
He'd had only seconds to react, and not enough time to hide, not that the small office had many suitable places. The only thing he'd really been able to do to prepare himself was to squeeze his eyes shut so the light hadn't immediately blinded him.
It had been a reasonable gamble. Someone who used a key usually had a legitimate reason for their presence, unlike his low-lit covert skulking, and would probably turn on the light.
He'd been right.
Taras hadn't expected it to be Liadov himself, but the discovery had sent a charge of adrenaline through him. He could feel his own quickened pulse.
He studied Liadov through narrowed eyes.
Liadov looked hastily dressed, as if he'd been roused from his bed. Taras wondered if he'd bugged his own office, and had been alerted to the break-in.
"What are you doing here? Do you always come to your office in the middle of the night?"
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Date: 2008-10-10 05:29 pm (UTC)Taras straightened to his full height. He turned off the penlight with a casual twist, and stuck it in the pocket of his uniform jacket.
"What does it look like?"
He'd had only seconds to react, and not enough time to hide, not that the small office had many suitable places. The only thing he'd really been able to do to prepare himself was to squeeze his eyes shut so the light hadn't immediately blinded him.
It had been a reasonable gamble. Someone who used a key usually had a legitimate reason for their presence, unlike his low-lit covert skulking, and would probably turn on the light.
He'd been right.
Taras hadn't expected it to be Liadov himself, but the discovery had sent a charge of adrenaline through him. He could feel his own quickened pulse.
He studied Liadov through narrowed eyes.
Liadov looked hastily dressed, as if he'd been roused from his bed. Taras wondered if he'd bugged his own office, and had been alerted to the break-in.
"What are you doing here? Do you always come to your office in the middle of the night?"
His lip curled.
"Just so I know for the future."