Hope was the breath that kept these people alive one more day in the shadows and valleys of every city in every country on the face of the earth, even ours. Like Hollywood, we're suckers for a happy ending but real life is not so tidy.
Roofied in the Russian Underground by a sexy spy and he had the nerve to show up in my hotel room? I knocked the offending glass out of Gabe's hand. Asshole.
If Purgatory exists on Earth, this is it. We are some of the first Americans to ever set foot here, on the Far East bank of Russia.