Igor Shurigan

…The smart thing to do would have been to stub out a cigarette, pay his bill, and call it a night. The last thing he needed was to give Igor insight into his life. But it was hard to keep his frustrations to himself. The fact was, Rick felt trapped. He hated his job. His boss was a jerk. And over the last few years, he'd begun to lose faith in the CIA as a w…

…Now, hours later, it was last call at a dive bar. Rick's mood turned grim as he fumbled for his pack of cigarettes and found it was empty. Luckily, Igor swooped in with a cigarette and a lighter. Rick lit it, took a deep breath, and exhaled. Igor asked him what was wrong. His friend seemed stressed. Was it trouble at work? Rick felt a flutter of nerves.…

…Rick's mission in Mexico was to seek out local KGB officers and recruit them to work for the CIA. Igor's job was the same, but recruiting Americans for the KGB. They were an odd couple, two spies trying to extract secrets from each other. But despite their ulterior motives, they bonded over two powerful forces, vodka and complaining. Today's binge started…