"vam luchshe imet' kristall gotov ... g. Solvact ne mirit'sya s opozdaniye, vy znayete, chto on delayet, kogda on serditsya ... da ... vy luchshe, do svidaniya"
I was so screwed.
I knew Russian, and I picked up a few bits a pieces from the conversation Xavier was having outside the door...he locked me in a room.
I heard:
"crystal"
And.
"You know what Mr. Solvact does when he doesn't get his way."
I assumed crystal as in crystal meth, and from what I've seen...I'm pretty sure I'm involved in the worst case sinario: these guys were in the Russian Mafia.
I pressed my ear closer to the door, straining to get every word when the door suddenly flew open, sending me falling through the opening.
"Shït" I muttered with a groan.
"You were listening weren't you?" He muttered as he ran a hand through his chocolate brown locks.
"Nada." I smiled at him.
He quirked an eyebrow at me, "that means nothing in Spanish."
"Oh." I shrugged and stood, brushing off my pant legs. "Well I'm a spy aren't I? You should expect me to be listening in."
"Former spy"
I winced, "don't remind me."
After all I knew it was to come, I had accepted the consequences that if one of my missions were to be compromised I would get burned, and I knew any day now my records would freeze, and I would become a nobody.
"Did you understand what we were saying?" He asked.
I pressed my lips, "not really" I lied, a little.
you manage a conversation in Russian with
Oh shit.
him to go fuck himself, and I looked up how to say it online. I'm a kid" I answered his confused
his huge
you worked, wasn't it like a requirement to learn
Italian. When I was training, the curriculum didn't include me
straight "you
did I have to
j-just" I couldn't sputter anything out without it sounding
to walk away "Izvinite. Excuse me, I'll be
the door and
I had the biggest fücking
an escape, now that they knew I had information. They would never let me go, in fact they were probably going to kill
just a fucking hotel bible (sorry to you Christians
fingers against the door, to test how strong it was, maybe I could break through
then I heard voices
ran over to the drawer and picked up the bible, at
wants to- ow!
me, his hands pressed to his
"A bible? Your kidding?"
"well it
and
wants to
was going
"I'm busy." I muttered.
Reading a fucking bible? Durak. Just
just called
he going to kill
say and what you do. If I were him you just hit with a bible, he'd drown you in
was serious, but his face was
he kills me, it's on
out of the room, wishing I had a bible, I walked to the room Xavier pointed
I timidly raised my hand and knocked
Sins voice
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