Sonja Belikova & Connor MacManus
There were better ways to spend a Saturday. Namely drinking in relative peace at the bar. But he'd opted to do this, so here he was. And it wasn't the worst thing he'd ever done.
"Ain't too bad, aye," he said with a nod. "Do you speak Russian, then?" he asked, picking up on the subtleties of her accent. He was fluent in Russian, and several other languages. His ma had insisted he and Murphy learn at least half a dozen different tongues.