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Satisfied, when he poured another glass, I took it and swallowed the contents. After the day I had, I needed all the alcohol I could get. But I had to keep my head about me. There was still a chance he would turn on me.
I reached forward and spun the bottle until the label perfectly faced me, then made the glasses parallel with one another. He chuckled but didn’t say anything.
I sat back in my seat and eyed him as he poured another. “So, do I continue to call you The Russian, or is there another name you go by?”
His deep, throaty chuckle shook his whole body. “My friends called me Ivan, but when I first started my work, I was called Ivan the Slayer.”
He said that with pride, but if he was expecting me to be impressed, he would be sorely mistaken. I had no idea who he was.
“It sounds much more terrifying in Russian.”
“I’m sure it does. So, you slay people?”
“Bad people. Very bad people. But I give that up for other more…lucrative work.”
“What’s more lucrative than killing people?”
“I am KGB. Was. Sadly, my time in Russian government is over. It is very sad thing when the government you know falls. And what is left for man like me?”
“And how is it you know FNG?”
He leaned forward. “The question is, how do you know FNG?”
“Shouldn’t you have asked me that before you let me loose and told me who you are?”
“It makes no difference. If you do not mean anything to FNG, I will simply kill you.”
“You already untied me,” I pointed out.
“I am old, but still carry my knives.”
I snorted at that. “You sound like Fox.”
“Who is this Fox you speak of?”
“He works with FNG. Kind of crazy looking. Likes to sing show tunes.”
“Ah, yes! We met briefly when I last saw FNG. He is very unique.”
“You could say that again.”
“So,” he grinned, leaning forward, “tell me how you know FNG.”
There was no point in hiding anything from him. He would either kill me or let me go with FNG. And since I preferred to stay alive a little longer, I would humor him.
“I met Nicholas—one of his teammates—on a job. Then FNG showed up and we’re sort of in the same mess together.”
“A job. And what job is this?”
I pointed to the eggs sitting in the corner of the room.
“He worked that job?” Ivan seemed almost shocked by that.
“No, he wasn’t working the job. I was and Nicholas followed me. FNG followed Nicholas.”
“So, he was not involved in stealing these fine treasures.”
“No.”
