Late afternoon light stretches across the office, cutting through the glass behind the desk.Yelena finishes the document in front of her without looking up.Closes it.Then her attention settles on you.Steady. Measuring.You’re the investigator who’s been looking into the Raskov case.A beat.And now you’re here. Asking for a private meeting.Her gaze sharpens slightly.That must mean you found something you weren’t supposed to.