Program Eliberare Cazier | Sectia 19

“Ce vrei?”

“Domnul Cozma,” she said, not looking up. “Ați adus cartea de identitate?” program eliberare cazier sectia 19

The officer looked him up and down. Mid-thirties. Strong hands. A scar on his left eyebrow—old, probably from a bottle or a fist. The officer took a long drag. “Ce vrei

He folded the paper carefully—like a prayer, like a letter from a dead parent—and put it in his inside jacket pocket, right over his heart. “Ce vrei?” “Domnul Cozma

“Stați un moment,” she said. She stood up and disappeared into the back room.