“Son of a bitch.”
“What was that, Mr. Kuryakin?”
Illya looked over the top of his glasses at his Chief. “Excuse me, sir. It is here in the report.”
“Ah, yes,” Waverly said. “Donald Marsden’s last words.”
“At least according to Miss Pemberley,” Illya responded quietly.
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