Space & Time

Chapter 15- The Best-Kept Secrets

Back in Sevastopol, Vlad and his family were waiting in the hospital room where he was

receiving treatment for his gunshot wound. A government attorney would be there soon to meet

with them and provide them representation during their hearing. The case was considering them

for deportation from the Unified States of Europe. Izabella was in the next room over awaiting

medical care, the lead doctor was coming in from across town and held up in traffic due to an

accident. Sonya persuasively insisted for no one to remove Izabella‟s helmet or suit until they

were absolutely ready to start procedures to save her, fortunately for Izabella, Sonya has a high

rate of success in the persuasion of others.

The attorney knocked as he opened the door to meet with Vladimir and his family.

"Hello everyone, I am Christian," he said politely.

Vlad sat up and replied, "I am Orthodox, does it matter about our religions in order for

you to help us?"

His reply caused Christian to do a double take at Vlad and start over, "Sir, my name is

Christian and yes I am here to help, please may I sit with you. This meeting should be brief."

Sonya politely slid a chair over to him, "Please sit, we have much to discuss," she said as

she motioned toward the chair. Christian sat down, tidying up his Armani suit as he did, and

then opened his black Mont Blanc briefcase.

Retrieving a notepad and forms from inside his bag, Christian looked around at the three

detainees and spoke, "this is a simple case and you will just need to provide me with your full

names and residences, as well as any family members who may live in the Unified States of

Europe. Then I will complete my due diligence to verify your story, get your case dismissed by

the judge and you can be on your way. Easy enough right?" A long pause followed his

question. Christian really was not looking for an answer from anyone, more of a rhetorical

question.

Vladimir replied with his own question "Christian, you appear on the surface to be

successful. This would lead me to believe you are good at what you do, am I correct. Are you a

good attorney Christian?"

Perplexed, Christian sat there for a moment searching for the right thing to say. He

finally replied, "Actually sir, I am most likely better than you need. However, since I was

conveniently down here at the coast for a vacation from my office in Switzerland, I happen to be

dumb enough to reply to the call for assistance with a simple immigration case so I could check

off my union requirement for this quarter to work in the Ukraine. My family is not pleased with

me but nonetheless as soon as we are finished with these forms I will rejoin them for dinner. Do

you have any other questions before I continue?"

Vladimir grinned as wide as his bulky block shaped head would let him.

Looking first at his wife and then to the attorney he asked "Does this meeting fall under a