“What is this?” Slava’s voice was dull and completely devoid of emotion, as though he were speaking from beneath a vast expanse of water....

“Where are you? Did you pick it up?” Kira’s voice was tense, stripped of its usual softness. She sat in the kitchen with her...

“Sveta, I did it! I’m free!” Leonid burst into the apartment like a gust of spring wind, even though a damp, bitter November stretched...