Chapter Eleven
Alexis, Stanislav’s secretary met Anatoly at the reception desk. “How are you Olen’?” she asked expression too sympathetic not be the bearer of ill tidings.
“What’s happened?” he asked guessing in part that something had.
“Stanislav wants to speak with you personally.”
“I can find my way upstairs you know.”
“Of course. It’s bad news Olen’.”
“My sister?”
“No word on her I’m afraid.”
Anatoly placed his cap on the desk and crossing his legs waited on Stanislav to speak. “It’s Ruslan.”
“What’s happened?” Anatoly felt a squeeze to the gut.
“He didn’t come to the office for three days and didn’t make contact either. Then a dog walker found him. He had been executed with a single shot to the back of the head.”
“And this was what? Three days ago?”
“Two weeks.”
“And you
