What Pegman Saw – Russian Romance

Russian Romance

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Anzhelika or Olga would have felt more appropriate. Her name was Cynthia.

We met on the plane from Frankfurt and she’d promised to show me Moscow.

From the hotel window, I could see it was another wet, winters day.

The front desk rang.

“Professor Blythe, a car is waiting in front.”

Downstairs the doorman shielded me from the rain and ushered me into the limousine. During the 15 minute ride to the Romanov Sinema, a short walk from Red Square, I sank into the plush leather heated seats and daydreamed of Cynthia.

On arriving, I was led to the front row. Cynthia was already seated.

We were alone. Soft music. Dim lights. High expectations.

“Taste the house speciality Don, Lemoncello Popcorn,” she said with a winning smile.

Two burly men wearing dark raincoats and single earpieces appeared from a side door.

One of them barked, “Please come with us, Professor.”

This week I strayed a few minutes from Red Square for my What Pegman Saw challenge.

Red Square, Moscow.


  1. Lynn Love · January 21, 2017

    Uh-oh. What has the Prof let himself in for? Silly man, following any winning woman round a strange city. And I want to know – Professor of what? Do tell. Nuclear physics? Great tale, nicely constructed and would make a great opener for a thriller


    • Graham Lawrence · January 21, 2017

      Thanks Lynn. It’s hard not to be a little stereotyped when we think of Moscow isn’t it 🙂

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      • Lynn Love · January 22, 2017

        Very true. I think you could only really know the place and people if you lived there. As with so much of the world, we only get to know the sides writers and film makers choose to show us – the aspects with a narrative

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  2. k rawson · January 21, 2017

    Oh no, what has he gotten us into. I love where you wound up on this jaunt around Red Square. Intriguing story!

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  3. James · January 21, 2017

    Another tale with a “cold war” feel. Looks like Cynthia set the poor Professor up. I’m imagining an older man attracted to a younger woman.

    Liked by 1 person

    • Graham Lawrence · January 21, 2017

      Yes indeed James. That’s what I was thinking too.


  4. Iain Kelly · January 21, 2017

    I suspect he won’t get to see Cynthia again anytime soon either. Reminded me of an Eric Ambler novel, the ordinary man drawn into the world of espionage by one mistaken decision. Good stuff.

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    • Graham Lawrence · January 21, 2017

      Thanks again for reading my stories Iain

      Liked by 1 person

  5. J Hardy Carroll · January 21, 2017

    Love this.The dark side of “chance” encounters. Nice take.

    Liked by 1 person

  6. DebraB · January 23, 2017

    Oh, no. Another poor sap led astray by a beautiful woman! Nicely done!

    Liked by 1 person

  7. neelwritesblog · January 25, 2017

    A beginning of a spy novel ala John Le Carre. Well set up.

    Liked by 1 person

  8. prior.. · January 27, 2017

    Yes- would expect an Olga from Russia – but Cynthia works – and thanks for the cliff hanger… now seriously wondering about that professor….

    Liked by 1 person

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