Mission Impossibile: Rouge Nation

•°•|CHAPTER 3|•°•

VIENNA - AUSTRIA, NIGHT

"Sara? Where are you? Is Ethan with you? Where the hell have you been? No- ah, actually no, you know what? Please don't tell me that, because it would just be another thing to lie about in my weekly poligraph." He asked shocked, then frustrated. Dad and me decided before that we would take turns in to explaining everything to Benji.

"Everything's going to be fine. Just keep walking, but make sure you're not being followed" ordered dad

Realisation seemed to hit Benji, because he asked "Ugh, I didn't win these opera tickets, did I?"

"No. I fear that was my doing" I said, not able to contain a chuckle, which turned to a laugh when I hear Benji curse under his breath.

"So, where do we meet?" was his next question

"We don't. For your sake, and ours, we shouldn't be seen together.-" a short pause followed and he sent him a mail. "You have mail"

"Who is he?" Benji asked curiously.

"That dear uncle B is what we're here to find out. What I- we do know is that he's our only possible link to the Syndicate. And we have reason to believe he's going to be here tonight. But we can't find him alone. Are you in?-" when I finished and didn't get a reply, I repeat my last question, "-are you in?"

"Yes, yes of course- of course. So what's the play?"

"Simple, you find him, we tag him, we follow him wherever he goes." Explained dad

"And after that?" Pressed Benji further

"After that, you're on a plane. Back at work Monday morning. No one is the wiser" I said

"Wait, that's it?" Benji asked in disbelieve

"You're in enough danger as it is. We didn't want to involve you this much, but we had no choice" said dad sternly

"Well- yes, but, I've come all this way. I might as well. If you're going to bring me all this way, at least give me something a little more you know...dramatic" Benji said, sounding a bit disappointed.

"We're trying to keep a low profile. You want drama?-" I asked, "Go to the opera"

Sudden loud voices catch our attention, making us move to the end of the balcony and look down. What we saw, was not expected, nor planned. There coming out of the limousine that was surrounded by paparazzi's was the stately chancellor and his wife.

Shit, that can't be good

I looked to dad and when he looked back to me I knew that he didn't knew either. "Are you seeing what I'm seeing?" asked the sudden voice of Benji.

Dad takes my arm again and turns enters the building again and stops in a central space five stories high. "Yes we are" confirmed dad.

Balconies were all around us. From this view we can see the chancellor and his wife walk up the grand staircase on the ground floor. We then spy Benji at the top of the stairs. "Am I correct in assuming that is the chancellor of Austria?" Benji asked again.

"Yes you are" confirmed dad again

"Did you know he was going to be here?" Benji asked again.

"No." Was dads short answer. "Right, well – we have an European head of state is here at the same time as we are looking for a nefarious terrorist. And I'm sure that the two things are completely unrelated-"