Chapter 4
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"Eliot!" Parker said urgently. "Wake up!"
Eliot jumped awake, startled. "What? What?" he asked anxiously. Being disoriented was a bad thing. If they were in danger…
"The waitress asked if you wanted a drink." She explained calmly.
Eliot, disbelieving, looked to his left. Sure enough, there was a flight attendant there. She looked very confused.
Only the fact that she was there stopped him from letting a string of profanities and insults at his teammates.
"Erm, I'm all right, thanks," he told her. She quickly scribbled something down and flew to the next passenger.
"Parker…" he growled.
"What?" she shrugged, eyes wide and innocent. "She said, "Wake him up." "
"No, no, no!" Hardison interrupted. "She said, "DON'T wake him up!" "
"Oh…" Parker said, frowning. She shrugged again and turned back to her locks.
Eliot looked around the cabin. It appeared to be dark outside, and people were doing various things. Parker was picking locks, Hardison was reading from his Kindle (Seriously, WHY did people need electronics to read a book?), and most other people were either sleeping or drinking something.
"Hardison," he asked quietly. "How long have I been-"
"In just a few moments we will be landing in Kiev, Ukraine." A voice sounded over the PA. "We hope you've had a nice flight, and thank you for choosing British Airways!
"This flight was five hours long!" Eliot gasped. He'd been sleeping for four and a half hours?
"Yeah, man. We didn't want to wake you up." Hardison said. Eliot didn't know quite what to say, so he just sat in companionable silence with him as the plane landed.
Parker gathered her locks and lock picks, and they left the plane. While Hardison and Parker claimed the baggage, Eliot arranged a taxi to take them to his vacation home.
Things passed in a blur, and before they knew it, they were at Eliot's. Hardison and Parker, tired from jetlag, decided to sleep first and explore later. Since Eliot wasn't tired at all, he did some work. In the middle of making a shopping list and exploring what food he already had, his phone vibrated.
First of all were about 20 voicemails, all from Nate. Before Eliot could call him, he got a call.
The number wasn't listed in his contacts. Nor was it a number that called him often. But he recognized it all the same.
"Maggie?" Eliot asked, picking the phone up.
"Eliot, thank goodness! Are you alright?" Maggie asked, worry peaking through her voice.
Eliot was surprised. The real question should be, is she alright?
"I'm fine, I guess." Eliot said. "Parker and Hardison are with me in my vacation home in Ukraine-"
"That's why I'm calling! Eliot, the Butcher of Kiev is looking for you!" she gasped out. From the sound of it, she was running.
"The-" he broke off. "How do you…?"
"I'm in Kiev… at an art exhibit! He just showed up, vowing to take revenge on "Spencer" and all who know him. He told his men to-" There was a sudden scream, and the sounds of gunfire sounded on the phone. Then an engine started.
"Maggie!" Eliot shouted, forgetting his sleeping teammates.
"I'm alright." She said shakily. "I got to my car." As if to confirm this, the sounds of screeching tires hit the pavement sounded through the phone.
"Maggie, listen to me." Eliot said. "I have more than one residence here. Head to 534 Khreshchatyk Street. It's a dummy. I'll meet you there."
"No! It's dangerous!" she protested. "I'll leave the country or something-"
Eliot snorted. "And you think he's not above crashing a plane full of innocents to get one target?" he shook his head. "I'll be there as soon as I can. Are they following you?"
"I don't think so."
"Good. I'll see you in 45 minutes."
Eliot snapped the phone shut and headed for his jacket. He was about to step out of the door when Parker fell to the floor from an air vent entrance in the ceiling.
"Parker!" Eliot exclaimed. "Give a guy some warning before you do that, huh?"
She ignored him. "Are you going out with Maggie?"
Eliot frowned. "Not exactly. She's in trouble- Hey, were you eavesdropping?"
"What, me? No…" At a glare from Eliot she admitted, "Yes."
He sighed. "Well, if I'm not back soon, tell Hardison to call Nate and Sophie. Tell them the Butcher of Kiev wants me and is chasing Maggie, alright?"
Parker's eyes widened, but she responded, "Okay."
"Good. See ya." Eliot said, heading out the door.
"Eliot?" she asked suddenly. "What happens if you don't come back?"
The question was so out of character for her, Eliot stopped in shock. "Whaddya mean?" he asked. "Of course I'll be back." He gave her a reassuring smile.
Parker grinned, her sudden lack of confidence vanishing. "Of course you will." She echoed. "Who else is going to tell me that there's something wrong with me?"
Eliot smiled one last time at her, and ran out to the car. He started the engine, and got a call. Again.
What the…? He asked himself as he saw the number.
The alliance with Tara was supposed to be over. Why was she calling?
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