Danill led Liam away from the noise of the factory floor.
The sound of machinery gradually faded behind them as they walked deeper into one of the quieter sections of the building. The workers were busy elsewhere and the long hallway they entered was almost empty except for stacks of crates and metal shelves lining the walls.
Danill stopped beside a row of containers and folded his arms.
For a few seconds he didn't speak.
Liam raised an eyebrow.
"What?"
Danill scratched the back of his head.
"Since you told me to look into Tatiana's past…"
Liam immediately paid attention.
Danill continued.
"I've been wondering something."
"What?"
"What exactly were you trying to find?"
Liam stayed silent.
Danill shrugged.
"I checked again and again. Records. Reports. Old files. Anything I could get my hands on."
"And?"
"And I found absolutely nothing."
Liam wasn't surprised.
Tatiana was a mystery even to him.
Danill leaned against a container.
