Drown the Man
By Jaymie Wagner
Kolya Agapov sighed and adjusted his tie for the third or fourth time.
It was just a trip to the opera with his father. Just an evening out. Just a chance to take in some culture and meet a few more of his father’s “business associates.” Just another day playing a part he didn’t really want in a production he didn’t know how to leave.
He took another look at himself in the mirror. The dark blue jacket that made his lean frame look just a bit more imposing. Crisp white shirt with subtle gold and onyx cufflinks to announce money and status without being uncultured about it.
A narrow, ruddy face, thin lips frowning at his own reflection, and tired grey eyes.
He could already hear Father lecturing him as he turned away to grab his coat.
“Smile for once, Ni
