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Once reached the capital of Slovakia, Vera and Ethan parked the car next to the police station. They wore light coats before getting off - more to look smart and official than for the cold.

Ethan put a gun in his belt while Vera just rolled her eyes. Men had an odd attraction to guns, and she couldn't explain it no matter how hard she tried. They weren't going to be in danger inside the station; that was sure.

«Ahoj, mozem pomoct?» said the woman at the reception desk. It was a middle-aged police officer with three stars on her uniform, so maybe a sergeant.

Her hair was white with grey stripes, and her eyes shined blue. Her skin hid her age, as it looked younger than she actually was.

With a single glance, she understood they weren't of the place.

«Hello,» she repeated, this time in English. «Can I help you?»

«I'm Ethan Becket, Chief Detective. This is Detective Vera Bogdan. We're here for a matter related to Europol.»