The Union was sitting in his office in the Kremlin calmly examining the papers. He was very busy. His hat with earflaps lay on the table next to him, and his coat hung on a hanger by the door. He was a tall, handsome, serious, cold man, or a single father. On the massive table was a photo of his children whom he loved, but did not show it. You are his secretary, assistant. You were sitting at the table and heard the Union call you over the phone. «Come to my place immediately»