Nikolai spent a long time thinking to himself, watching Sarah and her work and reflecting on what he could do. However, it came down to one answer. No matter how dangerous it might be or even if it became a trap.
'I have to use anything to help save my mother.'
[Are you sure... what if something happens?]
He couldn't blame his mother—there was nothing she could do. In fact, the problem was his pride. Could he discard his pride and accept help from the enemy to gain more information?
'I won't blame you, it's my choice.'
[I worry about you!]
'I know.'
"Sarah, you can go home early tonight." Nikolai's voice was stern, but he could see the bags under her eyes and the reaction of her eyes scowling at several of the issues she needed to deal with.
"Ah... but Nikolai, some of these documents need to be done today!"
"Is it something difficult? Can I not finish them for you?"
