“Tri, dva, odin.”
“Sssssssssssssss….pffft.”
Both Solo and Kuryakin peeked out from behind the desk where they’d ducked.
“Nice explosion,” Napoleon muttered.
“Not my fault. Must have been a bad fuse, which I will remind you, by the way, came from within the hidden compartment in your heel.”
“Oh so it’s my fault?”
“Not really, but you should check to see if the protective gaskets on your heels are intact. I would surmise the fuse must have gotten damp.
“BOOM!”
After dusting off the debris and plaster, they looked to find the safe was indeed open.”
“You were saying, tovarisch?”
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