After doing her press conference and signing autographs, Charlie got into her limo.
"Step on it Frank, I have a hot date tonight." She said, looking in her handbag for something.
"Right away miss," the man said in a Russian accent.
"Hey, stop mocking Kai, he doesn't speak like that." She smiled to herself at the thought of Kai and touched up her makeup.
"I know." He said in the Russian accent again.
"I said stop." She said, threateningly now. The man turned his head and looked at her.
"You're not Frank, where is he?" she asked, looking around.
"In the trunk." The man said. She looked at him, then at the trunk and began to think. She was being kidnapped. Kai would be waiting for her and she would be late at the very best.
"Come on, just let me go and I won't report you to the police." She said sweetly. The door opened and another man got in. He had a brown bottle and a rag with him. She moved away from him and reached for the door handle but it was locked from the driver seat.
"You'll never get away with this." She said as he opened the bottle and she smelled the ether.
"Wanna bet?" the man said, emptying some liquid onto the rag and pushed it up against her mouth. She tried not to breathe but she realized had to sooner or later. She might as well get it over with. This guy was way too big for her to take on alone. She breathed in and the cool dryness flooded her lungs and she felt her senses dulling. She dropped onto the seat, unconscious.
"Step on it, Boris is waiting for us." The man in the back said, opening a bottle of champagne. A worried onlooker had seen the man get in next to the Princess and had alerted the police. As the limo drove off, the police sirens went on and they raced after it.
"They know we're kidnapping her, step on it!" the one man shouted to the other. He got onto the freeway and raced towards the airport.
"Get the airport on the phone; we need to shut them down. They're going to skip the country." The Police Chief said at the deputy. The limo ducked and dived into and out again of rush hour traffic. Sometimes, he even cut onto the other side of the freeway into oncoming traffic. They threw down spike strips, but the royal limousines were designed to take this kind of beating, and keep the princesses safe. The wild chase went on for nearly an hour until the limo reached the airport. All the planes had been grounded and airport security was ready to help get Charlotte back. As the car stopped, the driver got out and held up his hands.
"If you come any closer, we will kill her." The burly Russian said.
"Okay, okay. Just let us see her." the chief said. The Russian opened the door and the other man climbed out. With the help of the driver, they picked Charlotte out off the car and showed her to them.
"She's alive, but we're going to leave with her." the second Russian said. The Police Chief ordered the lowering of all weapons and they watched helplessly as they carried Charlotte towards the plane. The Police Chief felt he had to try to negotiate with them one more time, before it was too late.
"Please just tell us what you want, we'll give you anything, just give her back." The Police Chief said.
"We want her, just let us take her and she will live, for now." The last man said as the climbed onto the plane. The police and airport security watched mournfully as the door closed and the plane started up.
"Call the chief of the air force. I want recon planes to track them." The Police Chief ordered and a man radioed the defense HQ. Before the plane was in the air, the recon plane was circling overhead at a safe distance. He would follow them as long as he could.