Sebastian was fluent in a few languages. Spanish, from his childhood in South America, three Hindi dialects and Italian. Russian, however, he knew in only passing amounts, and for this certain mission passing would not be adequate. He could have hired an interpreter but there was a certain amount of red tape attached to contracting a man and then shooting him.
on the south back of the moskva
Jim had been contracted to take out a group of professors at the Russian Academy but to make it look accidental. One had been ‘convinced’ to go on sabbatical but the other two seemed more resilient to blackmail. Sebastian sighed. He needed Jims help. He had almost regretted asking the man to come with him, but he was damn useful.
pls. meet me at the cafe across from our hotel. i have new info about grusha. milo is becoming frustrating.
He sent the text and crossed the bridge again, hands in his pockets to protect against the chill. And he had thought London winter was bad.