Volgin snapped his gaze back at Raikov, blinking, a little unsure if the door had closed on its own by coincidence or that the dog consciously had done it herself.
But he grabbed his bag and charged at the door anyway, not willing to lose anything else to the younger man's four-legged, nosy bitch.
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Volgin snapped his gaze back at Raikov, blinking, a little unsure if the door had closed on its own by coincidence or that the dog consciously had done it herself.
But he grabbed his bag and charged at the door anyway, not willing to lose anything else to the younger man's four-legged, nosy bitch.