http://taras-oleksei.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] taras-oleksei.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] taras_oleksei 2009-08-06 09:55 pm (UTC)

"Da. That would be good."

Taras took his cognac and his seat, settling in the chair next to Isaev.

He found that he thought of home less and less now, though not because he was getting used to Tselinoyarsk or even that he was adjusting to being away that well. Taras had found that it was simply better not to think of it, like when he was in Magadan. And so he did not.

Even though Lasha had been right, and the important thing was that they were together, Taras wanted them to be together back home, instead.

He wondered how Barshai was doing. He thought maybe he should call him again.

Taras sipped at the cognac, which was not bad.

"What about Andrusha?"

He looked at Ilarion.

"We can finish this audit, sure, and we can bury the pathologist, but what are we going to do about your brother? Is Liadov going to try to fuck with you on that?"

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