Ben's POVWhen I first arrived in russia, it was not what I thought it would be.
Me and Erica Hale had come to saint Petersburg, Russia because the CIA had picked up chatter that the bratva, The Russian mob, was plotting something big, but they didn't know what, so they sent us.
On the private jet that we used to come here, I thought we were going to enter a world full of people who were on drugs or alchohol, and there would be night clubs everywhere and homeless people and other stuff that they showed in the movies.
It was nothing like that.
Erica yawned and stretched, muttering something about how she wanted to go to sleep badly.
I looked at her and asked, "l9l
"you were sleeping the whole way, how are you still tired?"
"Shut up" she mutters and walks to the hotel we were staying in.
I grin and follow her.
We stop a taxi and it takes us to our hotel, when we arrived, we got out of the cab and took our stuff out, and were about to walk into the hotel when a squad of men came out of nowhere and and surrounded us.
I immediately got into fighting positions but Erica just crossed her arms and I think I saw her smile.
"What are you doing" I hissed at her.
"They're gonna capture us!" Erica said nothing and just grinned.
"They're not tur enemy, they're our backup"
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Spy school: Russian Roulette
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