Han Ong
👤 SpeakerAppearances Over Time
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If I may, Muratov stretched out his hand.
Popov snatched the document away.
What's there to read?
It's a search warrant.
I can tell you that myself.
I can tell that it's a warrant, but there's no stamp on it.
Popov grew angry.
It doesn't really matter, does it?
A warrant is a warrant.
It'll get a stamp, I can assure you.
You can come back when you get the stamp, Boris Ivanovich retorted insolently.
I would be a little more polite if I were you.
It isn't good for us to get on each other's bad side.
If you will please let me do my work.
Just a minute, Muratov said, retreating into a little room.
Popov knew the layout of the apartment.
It was always the same, he thought.
The hall, the room behind the hall, then the closet where they kept everything he was looking for.
Muratov returned with a thick yellowed piece of paper on official letterhead bearing the profile of the greatest of all men.