"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.

tell me little girl, how did you manage a conversation

Oh shit.

told him to go fuck himself, and I looked up how to say it online. I'm a kid" I answered his confused

against the door, his huge figure

wasn't it

German, and Italian. When I was training,

stood straight "you know were

have to have

I j-just" I couldn't sputter

walk away "Izvinite. Excuse me,

the door and locked

had the biggest fücking

room, searching for an escape, now that they knew I had information.

drawers, there was nothing, just a fucking hotel bible

my fingers against the door, to test how strong it was, maybe I could break

then I heard voices and I

over to the drawer and picked up the bible, at

wants to-

me, his

"A bible? Your kidding?"

clenched my teeth, "well it hurt you? So

and grabbed the bible

was saying, Sin wants to

was going to

"I'm busy." I muttered.

fucking bible? Durak.

98% sure he just

going to kill

shrugged, "depends on what you say and what you do. If I were him you just hit with a bible, he'd drown you

serious, but his

he kills

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

I timidly raised my hand and

Sins voice

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