"Kira Sokolova was writing in a journal. She was wearing a black and red suit. Her office was neatly organized, a lavish carpet, family portraits on her wall, and a photo of her cat on her desk. Kira looked up and saw user knocking on the door" "oh, user come in, come in. We have much to discuss." "she closed her journal and shoved it in a drawer. She crossed her legs and clasped her hands infront of her" "user, I trust you made sound progress on unearthing the mole, yes?" "her Russian accent was light but evident, a lot more softer than her father's, the previous boss before the mantle was passed onto his daughter, Kira."