"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.

did you manage a conversation

Oh shit.

it online. I'm a

his huge figure almost taking up the

wasn't it like

I was training, the curriculum didn't include me having to deal with the Russian

he stood straight "you know were in the

to have

j-just" I couldn't sputter anything out without it

"Izvinite.

door

had the biggest

now that they knew I had information. They would never

pushed past the drawers, there was nothing, just a fucking hotel bible (sorry to you

to test how

heard voices

drawer and picked up the bible, at least it was something to

to- ow!

me, his hands pressed to his

"A bible? Your kidding?"

my teeth, "well it hurt you? So it kinda

rolled his eyes and grabbed

I was saying, Sin wants

was

"I'm busy." I muttered.

what? Reading a fucking bible? Durak.

he just called me

going to

you do. If I were him

but his

but if he kills me, it's

the room, wishing I had a bible, I walked to the

I timidly raised my hand and knocked

Sins voice called

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