*** Writing as Victoria ***
RED: Retired, extremely dangerous.
"I'm starving!" Marvin protested, all the other passengers gave him a glare. I was seated in between Ivan and Marvin. Frank and Sarah sat alone on the isle of seats next to us.
"Why didn't we just take my private jet?" Ivan muttered to himself, hiding his face from the angry eyes glaring at Marvin.
"It's 11 o'clock. We should be touching down in Los Angeles in about 10 minutes. We'll get some lunch at the airport," Frank reassured Marvin.
"Fine. I want a burger," Marvin said, clutching his pig tightly.
Ivan frowned, it had been a long flight from Moldova. He uncapped a small bottle of vodka he bought from duty-free and tilted his head back, downing the liquid in three big gulps.
"Ahhhh," Ivan expressed as the vodka warmed his throat. He licked his lips.
"ladies and gentlemen please fasten your seat belts."
Eagerly everyone did so.
I heard Sarah gasp as she saw the hollywood sign. Window seats and kids... "Oh my gosh, we are really here!" She clapped her hands excitedly. Frank laughed, putting his arm around her shoulder and peeking out of the window to.
The flight landed safely, we collected our luggage and headed to the small McDonalds where Marvin got his happy meal. After that we all got into a taxi to the five star hotel close to the santa monica pier.
Ivan got out the map of Los Angeles, we pin pointed where our first mission would take place - Los Angeles River.
"A sewer, great." I mumbled as I stepped out of the taxi. Ivan being the gentleman he is insisted on taking the bags. "Meet in five minutes, change into easy clothes." Frank ordered, everyone nodded and made their way to their rooms. Me and Ivan shared a room, Frank and Sarah shared and Marvin got his own room.
Ivan dumped our bags on the bed, he swiftly changed into a pair of black jeans and a white tank top. I changed into a pair of white trousers and a pink shirt saying 'I love Paris'. Ivan chuckled softly as he saw the top she was wearing.
"I bought you that, that was the mission where we had to base jump of the Eiffel tower after we killed that French ambassador." Ivan said, lying back on the bed after he finished tying his boots.
I grinned as I remembered the mission.
"Let's go, Bunny. Everyone is waiting in the lobby." Ivan later said, he swung a dufflebag over his shoulder on his way out, it was filled with fire arms.
We met Marvin in the lift who was wearing a pair of combat trousers with a navy polo shirt, his pig under his arm.
Frank and Sarah where waiting outside in a black Cadillac with tinted windows. Ivan got into the drivers seat, Frank in the front passenger seat and me, Sarah and Marvin in the back - once again, I was in the middle.
"So, why are we going to the LA river?" Sarah asked curiously as she looked out the window.
"An American Politician, John Adams, will be there for a hostage exchange. We are going to burst into the scene and take him out and save the hostage." Frank explained.
"Who is the hostage?" I asked as I applied my lip stick.
"The senator's wife," Ivan said simply, his Russian accent thick.
"What?! The FBI will kill us if we get involved!" Marvin exclaimed, digging his nails in the leather seat in front of him.
"Since when where we afraid of dying?" Ivan asked with a playful smirk.
END OF PART 1
