10-04-2016, 05:53 PM
Sierra took the offered hand. She never quite understood that gesture. "Sierra Lupita."
Sierra smiled. "I remember my first trip into Moscow. It was overwhelming"
That was such a long time ago. She'd come looking for information about her brother's killer - the man with a tattoo. The images that had been sent reminded her of that tattoo... What did they have in common?
"What brings you to Moscow. The sights?"
There were so many people in Moscow now. "I needed to stop and try to sell some of my photos from my last run through the Russian wilderness."
Sierra smiled. "I remember my first trip into Moscow. It was overwhelming"
That was such a long time ago. She'd come looking for information about her brother's killer - the man with a tattoo. The images that had been sent reminded her of that tattoo... What did they have in common?
"What brings you to Moscow. The sights?"
There were so many people in Moscow now. "I needed to stop and try to sell some of my photos from my last run through the Russian wilderness."