It was 9 am, Bo and Tamsin were hiding behind advertisement stand, waiting for their host. The guy was late by 10 minutes. He definitely didn't look like common folk, more like Kenzi's best friend, pierced eye-brow, gothic attire, spiky leather collar.
The guy was looking around for the girls as they stepped out from their hiding place and went to him.
"Hello" the host spoke with thick Russian accent.
"Hey", "Hi" both girls spoke in unison.
"Andrei", the goth offered his hand and both girls shook it.
"Bo", "Tamsin" came the reply.
"Pleaz follow me." The guy grinned.
They were walking through the Red Square to a small parking lot beside some old historic buildings. The guy turned to look at them few times with a big grin still plastered on his face.
The girls were feeling somehow awkward, although Bo offered a small smile few times in reply. They tried to look less suspicious, looking downward and walking as casually as Fae possible.
When they reached the car, Bo's eyes went round and Tamsin just crossed her arms. It was an old beige Lada car, looking like it saw her better days one or two centuries ago.
Andrei opened the passenger door and grinned "Pleaz." Tamsin sat in and Andrei slammed the door with the loud bang. The Valkyrie cringed from the sound impact.
Then the guy opened the back door for Bo and hit it closed with even louder bang. Both girls cringed again.
The driver got in the car and crashed the door close. This time girls prepared themselves for the sound.
"I leav far from hear, but it's good place, safe, very good place for you to girlz." Andrei spoke.
"That's great", Bo replied with a slight awkward smile looking at Tamsin then him.
"Let's go!" the goth exclaimed.
"It will take one week to make the documents for them." said Trick. "They should lay low, otherwise I can't imagine the extent of Fae problems we'll get if Russian authorities find them before they have the documents."
"Well lucky for us at least I got them somewhere to shack up" Kenzi clicked her tongue.
"Yeah…" said Dyson.
Trick was lost in his thoughts standing behind the bar looking to the distance.
"And then there is Koschei…" he half-whispered.
Kenzi looked at him, blinked and her eyes went wide.
"Кощей бессмертный?" Koschei The Immortal? the tiny brunette asked in disbelief. "Are you for reals?! He is like the evilest evil king of evil in Russian tales, but that's just tales!"
Dyson perked up to the following conversation. "I heard of him, thought he was a dead legend." he added.
"Not really. There are talks between Elders that he is still alive. Not only that! There are talks that he is still in the authority but no one knows where exactly, only that he has the biggest power in the country."
"Maybe it's Putin?" Kenzi quipped, "He is in power for the long run."
Trick looked at her funny and turned around to clean the booze shelves. Dyson just shrugged.
The ride to the place was bumpy, so much that both girls had bruises on their arms, legs and shoulders.
The car didn't have any safety belts or handles to hold into and the drive was kinda extreme and fast, safe for the traffic jam they spend only an hour in. On the open road Andrei was speeding up, passing old Soviet cars, brand new BMW and Mercedes.
Bo thought they're not gonna make it out alive. Tamsin was just holding tight into her sit, which was sliding to the front or to the back depending whether their host stepped on the breaks or slammed on the accelerator.
Finally they arrived to a quiet neighborhood, with old scruffy apartment buildings that seemed to have their prime time many many decades ago. The broke road of the yard was visible from the distance. The car came to a halt and before Bo or Tamsin could react the host opened the doors for them and after they got out slammed them shut making girls cringe.
Andrei led Bo and Tamsin up the dark, alcohol, cheap cigarettes and pee stinking staircase to the third floor. He opened the door with a grin.
"Добро пожаловать! Welcome!" Tamsin thought his face gonna split from how much the dude was grinning but she just nodded and stepped in. Bo followed after her with a curt "Thank you."
The apartment was alright, not as bad as staircase, but at least not stinky. There were 3 spacious rooms and a kitchen.
The goth led his guests to their room in the far end of the apartment and opened the door.
"My house – your house" he said pointing with his hand at himself then the tired women.
"Thank you" Bo and Tamsin replied in unison again. They looked at each other with furrowed brows.
"If you need anithin, pleaz take it." He turned around to go but then turned back and said "Oh end today we havin partie hear! The partie! Woo! Vodka! Many vodkas!"
Tamsin looked at him and Bo and started nodding in approval "That's great dude!"
Finally Andrei went to the kitchen and they entered their room to find one double bed in the middle of it and one wardrobe to the right. There was a window to the left of the bed.
"Yeah! Totally great!" exclaimed Bo in sarcasm.
Tamsin just rolled her eyes, took off her shoes and laid down scooting closer to the window side.
Bo was standing with her arms crossed for few seconds, then gave in, took off her boots and fell on the bed right beside Tamsin. The bed squeaked angrily from the impact of Bo's body. Both girls fell asleep in seconds.