NSA Agent Olivia Robinson landed at the Berlin Brandenburg airport about two hours
prior to her rendezvous with the attorney and his passengers from the Ukraine state. The small
government jet she rode in on left her at the opposite end of the airport from the private plane
hangars. She started to make the long walk toward the car rental agencies so she could retrieve
the sedan the system reserved for her. Stopping about halfway there, Olivia needed some coffee
to sharpen her senses.
Robinson stepped into a small kiosk related to the Berlin Coffee House and got a large
cup of Kronung Koffee, dark black with a heavy pungent aroma. This cup would do the trick,
just what she needed. While sipping her refreshment, she used the down time as an opportunity
to check in with her office and report on her progress. Finally, she picked up her black BMW
sedan from Avis and pulled away from the main terminal, driving on until she reached the
private jet hangars. Checking her watch, she only had about ten minutes before their scheduled
landing.
The blue and white Dassault approached quietly as it touched down on the runway.
Slowing down to taxi speed, the overpriced French jet made its way toward the hangar owned by
Christian‟s law firm. Sonya and Vlad were anxious to get off the plane. The ground crew
waived the craft into the hangar and the pilot shut the engines down as the plane was secured in
place.
Agent Robinson waited until the all clear was given before she exited her BMW and
strode to the stairs being lowered from the fuselage.
Christian was the first down the stairs. Looking at Robinson and then scanning to see if
Hans had arrived, he spoke "Hello, are you alone? Has a man named Hans showed up?"
Olivia always hated multiple questions. She replied, "Yes and no. I‟m alone and no one
named Hans has been here at all. And you are?" She questioned.
Christian apologized, "I‟m sorry, my name is Christian." He shook her hand as he
stepped down, continuing the introductions as the others followed him off the plane, "and this
is Sonya, Vladimir and Veronika."
Robinson eyed the arrivals curiously. "Do you have transportation?" She questioned.
"As soon as Hans arrives, we will," Chris responded, obviously frustrated.
Then with impeccable timing, Hans pulled into the hangar with his Mercedes-Benz 870S,
parking next to Robinson‟s plain rental sedan. "Christian my friend, I am sorry for the delay. I
hope no one was inconvenienced by my tardiness." He smiles at Olivia as he feigned an
apology.
These people made too much money to worry about other people's schedules.
Robinson coolly answered, "I was just asking myself how many lawyers it takes to make
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