“Tell me again, why were we following her home?” Yuri asked his friend, who was seated beside him in the backseat of the rental car that Sergei was driving. Igor, on the other hand, was in the front passenger seat. “Don’t you think we’re being a creep? I can’t believe myself I let you do this, Adrik!”
Adrik sniggered. “I thought it was fun to follow a girl home and to see if she’s safe,” he answered nonchalantly.
Yuri sighed. “Let’s get back to the resort hotel, Sergei. I want to rest.”
“Da, ser (Yes, sir),” Sergei murmured his reply. He looked for somewhere to U-turn and then followed their way back to the hotel.
“I hope this jetlag’s going away tomorrow.” Yuri rested his head, closing his eyes. It was a bit weird. After Alyona, no woman was in his mind constantly but that server girl
