Beautifully Flawed

"Dad?"

We watch in a mixture of awe and shock at what we have just discovered.

At what Jeff has just discovered.

"Jeff you're a fucking genius!" Mira exclaims, grinning from ear to ear.

"How the hell did you even know that would work?" Freya asks still shocked.

A moment of silence passes as Jeff doesn't say anything.

"Well?" Mira asks.

"I..... I um, googled it?" He says, the confession sounding more like a question.

"You googled it?" Dray asks, his eyes gleaming with laughter.

"Yeah......I got tired of going around in circles and just turned to humanities best friend-google." He explains.

"I should have known" Jake says with a snort.

"But still, that was pretty smart of you." Ace commends.

Realizing something no one else seems to have noticed, I get on my knees next to Jeff and take a good look at the wrapping paper.

"Shit..."

"What?" Shawn asks.

"Does anyone have a lighter?" I ask.

Murmured no's spread across the room as I move to the cupboard and grab the lighter in it.

"Rhea, what's going on?" Jake asks.

" It's either the words aren't clear enough to read at the moment, or worse...... they aren't in English." Lifting the paper off the table, I place the lighter a few inches beneath it and press down on the switch.

Sparks fly as the lone flames gently caresses the paper.

The words that were barely visible begin to take on a bold form as they darken and become more visible by the second.

Satisfied with the outcome, and sure I didn't miss anything, I set the lighter down and stare at the long string of words tattooed on the very edge of the wrapping paper.

"So.....worse then?" Jamie asks.

"Russian......it's written in Cyrillic script." I explain.

"I assume you know how to translate it...." Shawn says.

"Of course she can....."Dray answers with a chuckle.

"Do you need a pen and paper?" He asks.

"Yeah.....I guess that would make the process faster."

He walks out of the living room and returns seconds later with a sheet of paper and pen in hand.

"Here..." He says giving them to me.

"Is this going to take a while?" Jeff asks.

"Just give her a minute." Jamie says as I continue to scribble the script on the paper.

'Солнцевская братва'

"Wait....if the writing is in Russian,does that mean..." Jake starts to ask but trails off, his eyes widening.

" damn......"I say, setting the pen down.

"You're done?" Jeff asks.

"Yes I am. Solntsevskaya Bratva" I say, turning to Dray.

As predicted, his eyes widen in realization and of course fear.

Things just took a nasty turn.

"What's that?" Ace asks.