Nadius looked at Sheng Mei and their held for several moments. He could see the wrinkles in the corner of her eyes that were starting to form. He touched her softly as he thought back on their long courtship and eventual marriage. It had not been easy. They had gone to the inaugural ball of Vladimir Putin himself in a bid to find his father as well as been stranded in tiger infested deserts in India on student exchange. Sheng Mei had often been frightened to think that her in-laws associated with the KGB would find her and her husband. She had sat huddled with her young daughters in an immigration jail cell while listening to the guards argue about whether or not her and her children should be a liability to Russia.