Dani's Room...10:45 PM
Dani woke up tucked in bed with a menu on the pillow next to her. She knew Bond must have done that and was ready to order when she realized something was wrong. The scars on her face, now barely visible, were making her left eye uncomfortable, like someone was holding a bright hot light in front of it. Where's dad? Dani stood up and walked into the main room and saw nothing. Dani checked Bond's room, and saw his wallet and phone gone, meaning he had left the hotel. Dani grabbed her phone and checked to see if he had called. The screen read: 12 missed call from Zak, 1 missed call from Dad.
Dani called Bond, hoping he would pick up. Sorry I missed you call; please leave your name, phone number and office after the tone. Dani nearly dropped the phone as she stared out the window. Bond always picked up the phone if she called. Hell, Bond never let the phone ring more than once before picking it up. Dani immediately checked Bond's computer, with the flash drive still in it. She grabbed the drive and went to her computer, copying and saving all the files onto her hard drive. She also made sure the files were split up into different folders, under different names. The last thing Dani did was save the different files onto different flash drives that she carried. Even if they get the computer, not all the files will be one it. No one device had all the files, which would make it hard for them to be gathered up. Once sure that the files would be safe, Dani took the main drive and hid it in a bag, within a bag in between the mattresses of her bed.
Dani put two drives into the safe, one in the fridge behind the soda, and three more hidden in the tight corners between the desks and walls. The computers were placed in the hotel's main safe in the lobby for safekeeping. Once secure, Dani began the search for her father, all over again.
Unknown Moscow Warehouse ...12:04 AM
Bond saw nothing but darkness and felt nothing but pain in his head. All he remembered was walking to a gift shop for a present, then a shooting pain in his head and nothing after that. Where's Dani? Is she all right? Where the hell am I? Questions just made Bond's head hurt, but not knowing about Dani made his heart burn. Dani could be injured, or worse. Bond tried to move but he felt something binding his wrists and legs to the chair he was sitting on. Too tight, can't undo them. Bond flexed his fingers to get some blood flow into them and tried to get a better view of things. Suddenly the door opened, and the lights switched on. Bond was on his side, inside an empty tank.
"Mr. Bond, welcome to Russia." A deep voice said as Bond's vision began to clear up. It was Zolnerowich, along with four other men, each carrying a handgun. "Your reputation dictates that you are a hard man to find and even harder to take out. It seems it was all rumor." Zolnerowich pulled out a cigarette and lit it up. "Now, early this morning I get a call from someone in the hotel that a James Bond from London checked in. And I thought the name sounded familiar; MI6. So were are your comrades?" Zolnerowich was now centimeters away from Bond's face, and would have been closer had it not been for the glass. "Like I'd tell you." A ringing came from the Russian's pocket, which he answered. "Da...What do you she broke things off with you? ...There is no need to be upset Zakhar, there are plenty of other fish in the sea... I'm in a meeting... I'll see you at home." Bond gave the man a questionable look. Is that how it looks when Dani calls? Zolnerowich turned to his captive chuckling slightly. "Children."
Bond looked up to his captor and gave a sarcastic smile. "I know what feels like." Zolnerowich blew a puff of smoke at the tank and waited for a response from Bond. When none was observed, he hit the side of the tank. "For every question you refuse to answer, I will have my men add a bucket of ice water into the tank until it is full. Now, lets try this again. Where are your comrades?"
