A Night to Remember Affair

by MLaw

Solo and Kuryakin board a luxury liner while in disguise, searching for a rare Greek antiquity stolen from a prestigious museum in New York How the museum obtained it was questionable. A story told in drabbles. pre-saga

10. Chapter 10

"Illya do you see my pants anywhere?"

"No. How is it you manage to get yourself into these predicaments?"

"Lucky I just guess," He grinned.

"You most certainly are. There are your pants." He pointed to the stateroom balcony, with the trousers hanging on the railing."

"Would you mind being a buddy and getting them for me...old chum?"

Illya shook his head, opening the sliding door leading outside and retrieving the wayward pants. From the corner of his eye he caught sight of Ezra Zohar on his own balcony reclining dead on a chaise, a bloody gash on his head.