Kotik: a Russian Mafia Romance

The city might have housed over two million people, but sometimes it felt like a small village because everyone ended up running into each other, eventually. The two-bedroom apartment on the Left Bank was on the ninth floor of a Communist-era housing complex. And the hesitancy on his face was exquisite, right up until he gave the subtle nod. She’s not a kid who ran away from their parents or a drunk uncle who froze to death in a sewer drain.