I just can't believe I convinced my dad to let me go to Russia. Even though I am an adult now, I didn't have the money I needed so he paid the trip for me. The first time I had asked him about this trip was when I was 15 and he told me that Russia is a very dangerous country, because Mafia is looking for beautiful girls like me. Yeah sure!

Here I understood him because I have the perfect height for a girl, beautiful curves and a big chest. I have long curly/straight dark hair and brown eyes. I always had problems with the boys because they considered me hot .

Anyway, back to the present. I'm now walking now on a lonely and very dark street. These Russians never heard about lighting poles? It's so creepy. What my dad told me pops in my mind and I'm a little scared.

Hmm..it has been 2 days since I spoke to my parents. I dialed my mom's number. She answered at the 4th dial.

"Hello?"

"Hi, mom! It's me, Rose."

"Oh, honey. How are you? Are you okay? " she really sounded worried.

"Uhmm…I'm fine. And you? "

"Thanks God you are ok! We're good. We just finished dinner" Something is going on. Why would she said that?

"Mom…has something happened since I left?"

"No dear. Nothing to worry about honey. Do you want to talk with your dad?"

"Yeah sure. Bye mom. Love you! "

"Bye honey. Love you too." . Ok now something is wrong. I hope my dad will tell me. I

waited and waited. Why isn't he p-

"Hello? My girl! How are you?"

"I'm fine. And you?" Argh! I hate it! The same question. Why haven't they put me on speaker?

"I'm good. How is there? Have you talked with someone out there?" What the heck! What's that question supposed to mean?

"Well, if you count the receptionist from the hotel, the guide from museums … yes I talked. What's with these weird questions?"

"Baby girl, we're your parents. Is natural for us to be worried about you being in another country where you don't know anybody."

We talked a little about what they did while I was gone and then he hung up because he told me that he has to go somewhere.

Outside was warm. The sky was black and the moon perfectly round. I was really enjoying the walk until I heard someone behind me. I kept walking but I couldn't take it anymore so I turned. There was nobody. Oh God! I'm becoming paranoid! Happy that no one was there I tuned back and.. Tan an! Two men were blocking my way.

Shit! I swore in my breath.

They started to speak in Russian and after I gave them my what-the-hell-are-you-talking-about look they started to laugh. Haha! Ironic! I don't see anything funny here.

Well ok. Actually I see something funny because I know what I can do to them. But I tried to be polite and calm.

"Excuse me guys, I would love to talk with you but I really have to go"

"Oh. So you're a tourist. Do you want us to give you a tour of Moscow?"

"Sorry. But I have my own guide. Not two idiots.". As soon as I said that one of them dragged me by my hair and put a knife at my neck.

"You'll come with and gave us all you have!"

How idiot could be they?

I removed the knife and take it in my hands. They were speechless! What? Did they think I would have gone with them? I took this opportunity and hit the first guy between his legs. He feel on the ground screaming in pain, while the other one tried to throw a punch at me. I dodged it easily and then hit him hard in the head. I thought I was done when another one jumped on me. Jesus Christ! How many are they ?

I kept fighting with him until I heard a shot. I didn't feel any pain so they didn't shoot me. The men fell off me and when I stood up I was shocked! I think I was caught in fight and I hadn't see the three SUV's on the streets. I looked around me. The three men who attacked me were dead and there were around twenty others who came out of the SUV's.

A man approached me and he looks like the boss because he was the one in a tux. The others were wearing black trousers and black T-shirts.

I couldn't see him well, but he looks like he's in his forty's.

"Good evening, my dear…Rose." He said smiling while I was in pure shok! How the hell did he know my name?

"Who are you and how do you know my name?" It was starting to annoy me .

"Don't worry. You don't have to be afraid-" so I should be "and you need to come with us". Wait whaaat? Is he insane? I bet he is!

"Listen, old man, I didn't go with them" I said pointing at the three dead bodies " and you expect me to go with twenty ? I think you are really crazy and if you excuse me I want to leave."

I had started walking when he said something that caught my attention.