“I’ll give you 5,000 dollars if you serve me in russian,” laughed the mafia boss at the waitress…

from the defendant’s table with an expression unreadable to most observers, yet conveying a subtle acknowledgement to Anya that their shared language now extended beyond Russian or English. They communicated in the silent vocabulary of two people who had seen each other’s true natures.

Her testimony walked the delicate line between truth and mercy, continue reading …