Mom And The Russian Mob

My 70 year old Mother came home today and told me a story about her adventures at the bank.

She was waiting in line and saw a guy come in with a shoebox FULL of money. He didn't speak a word of English. She heard him talking to the teller and noticed he was speaking Russian so she offered the translate. Seems the guy had won the money at the casino playing poker or so he said. My mother noticed that he seemed to be ex-military from the way he carried himself and he told her to tell the teller that he was just 'delivering' the cash and there might be more to deposit in the next few days.

Of course she came home with questions about the whole weird incident. It didn't help her when I spun wildly imaginative tales about the Russian mob that I had learned from watching 'Law and Order'. Of course if he deposited more than ten thousand dollars he will be on someone's investigative radar. It was fun to speculate about the source of the money. Maybe her meeting him in the bank was no accident. Maybe it was planned all along?

Great. So now my mother is a translator for the Russian mob. No wonder she got stopped and checked the last time she flew to BC. Come to think of it they might have recruited her when she went to the Ukraine a few years ago. She always seemed shifty to me but I will keep my mouth shut and my eyes on her lest she make that 'one' phone call that gets me cut up and mailed back to myself.