The same thought occurred to Mark and Illya at nearly the same time and they slowed, exchanging glances. Napoleon and April noticed a minute later and turned to give their partners a curious look. Illya just sighed and lowered his voice so only the four of them would hear.

"This mission is going to be bad."

Mark nodded agreement, Napoleon frowned, looking between the two men.

"How do you figure that?"

"Do you realize we could be catching a bus or a train to get to where we're going at a fraction of the cost of a chartered flight?"