“Ok, so why are you helping me out?” I asked.
Even when dealing with Americans, in Russia, when someone is trying to
help you it is probably because they are trying to rip you off. Naturally
I was a little paranoid and skeptical.
“Well, I was originally going to work for them, but I’m leaving
town too early.”
“Ok, understandable. Where are they?”
“I don’t know, I only have a cell phone. You want the number?”
This already stunk to high heavens. She showed me the number.
“What’s the name I asked?”
“Ala.”
“Jesus, are they Muslim?”
“No, that’s a normal Russian name.”
“No way?”
“yeah way”
“Jewish God.”
“What?”
“Yahweh. Jewish God.”
“No, Ala.”
“Muslim God.”
“No Ala Russian name.”