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Two men and a woman stand on the beach, under a row of houses long abandoned to war damage. The words "Feld Electrical" have peeled off the turn-of-the-century waterfront development. One of the men carries a small boy on his shoulders. The boy looks up at the faded logo.
"Why are you worried about the lieutenant-yefreitor?" asks the boy. Then a wave comes crashing in.
His impatience is feigned. He's curious to see how this personal errand shakes out.
It is a mark of the lieutenant's respect for you that he does not press you on this decidedly extra-curricular errand.
The lieutenant is not pleased with this turn of events, but it's unlikely that he'll move to intervene to stop them.
Nota bene: The lieutenant is not at all convinced that anything will be revealed.
He'll tolerate this personal errand, but his patience is wearing thin.
It certainly won't improve your precinct's image within the community.
That's right. These two young men naturally defer to your aura of authority, which you nevertheless wear as lightly as your halogen watermarks.
He seems to be wagging the notebook at you, as though he suspects you may have forgotten why you're here.
And yet you can't help but sense a slight disappointment on his part. It seems a part of him hoped you would hit the pretentious young communist...
A fortunate turn that the lieutenant isn't here. Imagine what he would have to say about this.
A real-life procedural, complete with gory details...
He'll tolerate this personal errand, but his patience is wearing thin.
His impatience is feigned. He's actually curious to see how this personal errand shakes out.
It evokes a sense of recognition and fellowship among those privileged enough to understand.
Of course, one doesn't need to be a communist to be attuned to the thoughts of your brothers and sisters.
Your half-brother, the lieutenant, is a natural place to start.