[ A quick shake of his head. ] No. Although I can’t say I trust the authorities here to do anything about that sort of thing. They haven’t exactly proven themselves to be reliable.

[ Raskolnikov doesn’t like the way Numbers is watching him, as though he’s some sort of bug being examined. But the examination itself isn’t directed at him, more so at the events as of late, which is the only thing that keeps him from bristling. Good God, he’s tired of being interrogated. ]

I would have returned to the store to ask if any of the shopkeepers knew something, but… [ He looks away. ] …I wasn’t keen on the idea of going back.