Chapter 3

Marshall fidgeted with his latest gadget as Sydney and Vaughn looked of with furrowed brows.

"Ok that's supposed to be an explosive mechanism?"

He smiled and nodded his head in an odd motion,"Yeah right so it looks like a normal tube of mascara that stuff that you," he attempted to model the way in which it was applied, "I would like put it on, but yeah I tried to do that this morning and well I don't understand how you do it all the time Syd cause I poked myself in the eye a bunch and."

Jack cut him off, "the device?"

"Oh yeah right," he moved on rather embarrassed, "so yeah you just open this up and pull out the applicator and apply it gently anywhere and voila."

They started at him waiting for him to continue.but he didn't.

He just smiled holding the make up.

"That's it? What does it do?"

Suddenly the area that he had applied it to exploded. Leaving a small hole in the table.

"Uh maybe I shouldn't have done that on the new conference table."

Sydney suppressed a laugh as did Vaughn, but as they looked at each other they stopped grinning.

Lauren and Dixon quickly entered the room and sat down.

"I'm sorry for the delay," Dixon stated, "We got word of a kidnapping."

Sydney let out a deep sigh and shook her head, "Anyone else tired of those?"

Dixon continued, "I'm not sure your going to be too upset about this one."

"Who is it?" Jack curiously questioned..

A picture popped up over the screen. Everyone in the room groaned except Lauren.

"Arvin Sloane."

"Why the hell should we care if he's been kidnapped?"

"Sydney whether or not you believe he has truly turned and the agency feels he is an asset to the C.I.A."

"So what are you sending me to get him? Dixon. You of all people."

"Sydney you and Vaughn will be traveling to Moscow. We believe he's being held at a Russian playboys excessively ridiculous mansion."

"What? The Russian mafia is not holding him or terrorists a Russian playboy is holding him? That bastard needs a good torture."

Lauren gave her husband a dirty look, "He is a changed man who deserves our help."

"Deserves our help?!" Sydney said angrily.

"I think sending Sydney into this mission is insane and not a good idea."

"Jack I understand your concern. I know she has a bias here, but she is also our best agent. She needs to be on this."

Nobody said anything. Jack watched his daughter with concern.

"You leave in an hour. The man whose house you'll be at is Denis Berezin. He's kind of a Russian Hugh Hefner; only difference is Denis is deep into the wide world of crime. Tomorrow night he's having one of his big weekly parties. Sydney you'll be posing as just another woman at the party.wearing barely anything. Vaughn you'll be her escort.

Using the device Marshall was explaining you'll create a distraction allowing you both to enter the house. The rest you can find out from op tech. They'll have the layout of the building for you. Good luck."

Dixon, Marshall, and Jack left the room soon after it was finished. Sydney got her things together and unintentionally.. listened as Vaughn and Lauren spoke.

"I have to leave now, but I'll see you when you get back in a few days."

He kissed her on the cheek and shook his head. Then he did something after he was sure Sydney's back was turned.

Sydney headed for the door and turned towards them. She gave a quiet gasp at what she saw and quickly exited the room.