Sdyney slowly made her way into the main lobby of the building that housed Khasinau top floor suit. As she entered she automaticly scanned the building for anyone she might recognize, and also remember all the faces for future needs.
Ok, first I need a layout of the building. As she caught the young man behind the counter staring at her she thought shouldn't be that difficult.
As she approached the desk she did her best to look helpless and dainty. The man looked up, surprised that someone like her would smile at him.
" Hi," she drawled with a southern accent.
" Um… hi c-can I um.. help you?" the young man asked while starring at her boobs.
" Yes. Well ya see I was simply walking by and I couldn't help but take notice of your charming little apartment building. I was just wondering if you had any suits avalible for rent right now?" she questioned with her best smile.
" We certainly do ma'ma," he said with a little more confidence now.
"Huh, yes well could I trouble you for a copy of the layout of the building? I would like to know what the building looks like before I purchase anything."
"Um well that's not exactly legal…but… umm… sure why not?" he man finally looked at her face.
"Oh, that's so sweet of ya," she cooed.
"No problem miss"
Two minuets later she was on her way out with her floor plan of the building. That wasn't so fucking difficult now was it. She knew she had to called Vaughn so again she went to the nearest phone booth, yet used her own phone. Sydney quickly opened her phone and dialed the number she knew by heart. She didn't have to worry about talking in codes, for just two days ago she had gone to Radio Shack to buy it and the sales man assured her it was untraceable and unable to be bugged. He picked up on the first ring. Shit.
" Hello" he asked his voice dripping with concern.
" Hi Vaughn" she whispered.
"Syd, oh god where are you?"
" You know I'm not going to tell you." She wished with all her heart she could.
" Syd, I don't want to do this but if you don't let me help you I'll tell Devlin and let him find you"
" Vaughn, tell Devlin and I'll break your damn arm." She hadn't anticipated their conversation going this way.
" Honey, calm down, I just don't want you hurt." He was giving out a trace on her. She shouldn't have believed the Radio Shack guy. He just needed ten more seconds.
" Vaughn, I know, but I feel the same way I don't want you hurt."
There he had gotten it. Rostov? Where the heck was that?
"Syd, (sigh) don't do anything stupid, ok? Think, don't feel. And remember I… I'll miss you." He wanted to tell her that he loved her but he couldn't right after he had traced her phone.
" Ok I promise. Look I gotta go, but I'll call you every day ok." She had to call him every day for her own damn sanity.
" K Syd." So she missed him to. That helped more than you could imagine.
" Bye"
"Bye"
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He waited for her to hang up and listened to the empty noise it made, feeling the same way. When she sees me she will kick my ass. Bad. Oh well, she needed help and he wouldn't leave her. He called the airport to check if any planes where headed to Rostov in the near future. There was one heading out at 9:00 p.m. He checked his watch. It was 11:30. He had a lot to do.
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As Sydney excited the phone booth she knew she needed some new cloths. This tight little number was definetly not cutting it. Her bags were at the airport, so she hailed a cab and started the hour drive through lunch hour traffic.
Once she had come out with her bags she tried to find a hotel nearby. After walking about three blocks she found something that looked pretty good. Sydney booked a suit. She felt like she might need a few little luxorys this week.
An hour later Sydney left the hotel clean and in a new outfit. This one a little more conservative than the first. She needed to start her work. Tonight she would intercept fucking Khasinau and make him take her to her mother. Then she would kill them booth.
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Jack was surprised to say the least when Sydney's handiler showed up at his back door at 8:00. He quickly went to open the door.
" Did you hear from Sydney?" he questioned in his usual blunt manner.
" Yes she called earlier. She thought her phone was untraceable, but … well she's in Rostov."
" Where the hell is Rostov?"
" Well I'll explain later, but are flight is leaving in fifty minuets."
For a minuet Jack looked like he was going to shot him for not telling him earlier. Then he seemed to get over it and went to pack his bags.
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