Is this really family life/Является ли это действительно семейной жизни?

Chapter 15

Peters and Arkady's bodyguards flanked Arkady and Callen as they walked into the men's retail store.

"Mr. Kolcheck, welcome back," the proprietor said as the men entered the store. "A new suit so soon, was there a problem with your last one?" he asked worriedly.

Arkady smiled. "Alec, do not worry, my last suit was simply perfect. I need you to find a ready-to-wear suit for my son and another one for business."

Alec, without missing a beat, looked Callen over; "I think I have the perfect suits for you Mr. Kolcheck."

"Rostov, Gregori Rostov," Callen corrected him.

Arkady sighed dramatically, "Still moy syn, you insist on using your mother's surname."

Callen looked over at him looking to outsiders like this was a well worn argument, "Papa, I am proud of the surname, I am proud to be a Rostov."

No one could mistake the pride that flashed across Arkady's face. He waved his hands, "Go! Go! And do not bankrupt me!"

Callen laughed and walked off with the store owner.

While he was doing that, Arkady walked around picking up a few other things for his son. An assistant approached him and helped with his purchases.

"I missed doing this," Arkady mused aloud.

"Sir?" the woman asked, listening a little more intently than she should.

"I haven't seen my son in a few years, he's been living with his mother in Russia." He reached into his wallet and pulled out a picture of a teenage boy, laughing on a swing. "He was a handful as a child, but refused to come with me to America. Now he is a man and cannot work; now he contacts me!" Arkady said with a sigh.

The woman's eyes widened. The boy in the picture was definitely the man with her boss and the well-worn photo had fit snugly in the wallet as if it had been there for years. She made a mental note and carried on helping him while casting glances at Callen. They did look alike and the glares and banter between them had her convinced that they were indeed father and son.

Two hours later when they left, the woman went to the back and picked up a phone.

"Sergei, it is Nadia. I have just seen Arkady Kolcheck with a boy who he says is his son. I thought you'd like the information. They are most definitely father and son. The way they act around each other, the familiarity and he carries a childhood photo in his wallet. Everything I have seen makes me believe he is truthful." She waited as he thanked her and then she went back to work spying for her boss.

As the door to the car closed, Arkady looked over to his son now in his new suit, "Not only do you look better, you passed the test."

"So you noticed," Callen replied.

"Noticed what…was the manager working for Malenkov?" Peters asked.

Both men shook their heads, "No, the assistant, she is Nadia Malenkov, his sister."

"So do we proceed?" Peters asked not realizing he was deferring to the Agent he had referred to as a kid earlier.

Callen's stomach rumbled and Arkady laughed, "We had better, it is time to get some decent food into you moy syn."

Pulling up outside the restaurant, Arkady's bodyguards got out first to scan the area before Arkady and his son got out.

"Mr. Kolcheck! It is an honor. Your usual table?"

"Set for two please, my son is joining me," he said proudly. The owner nodded, treating Arkady like royalty.

As he left to get their drinks, Arkady lowered his voice, "Sergei Malenkov has just come in the back door."