A man stepped forward, in his mid-forties, an air of self-importance about him.
-- As chairman of this kolkhoz, it is my duty to point out that it would be in our best interests to turn them over.
Raisa glanced the other villagers. Had she been wrong? Had the State already infiltrated these villages, planted their own spies and informers in the management system? A man voice called out.
-- And what would you do with the reward, hand that over to the State too?引自 Two Hundred Kilometres South-East of Moscow