The first thing Artem did when he arrived in America was exchange his rubles for dollars. He ended up with about two million dollars, as previously predicted.
The second thing Artem did when he arrived in America was meet Ravil at the police office. They smiled, hugged, exchanged words in Russian, then hopped into Artem's rental car and went to a drive-through for lunch.
Back at Ravil's house, the two of them sat at the kitchen table and finished their lunches, after which Artem fished out a bag of Soya bars and offered one to Ravil, who took it.
After a few seconds, the taste registered with Ravil. "Hey, I remember these!"
Artem smiled. "Just like the old days, da?"
Ravil beamed. "Da."
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Otkroveniye Complex // Book 1 of the Takaryev Series
Mystery / ThrillerRavil Galkin doesn't have much of a past, but as far as he's concerned, he's a completely normal person. Sure, he's a college drop out and basically a shut-in, but that's alright with him. But there's a whole different depth to the situation. An oc...
