"Welcome to the Otel Eleanora, sir. I think you will enjoy your stay here." The reception lady smiled at Solo who took both the keys to their new rooms.
"Thanks, doll." He leaned in to whisper in her ear. "And when Mrs has gone out in town, I suggest you bring me a bottle of champagne..."
The reception lady smiled flirtatiously. "Of course, sir."
Solo turned his back on her and took Simona's hand. "Come on, darling. You'll like this place."
Solo led Simona up the stairs and tossed one of the keys to Illya, who was standing with Gaby.
"I don't like this," Gaby shivered. "Why would Waverly take us to the place where the rebels met?"
"I don't think it's Waverly you should be worried about," Illya took Gaby's hand and led her to the hotel room. They were quite separated from Solo and Simona, but maybe it was better for them to look undercover.
When arriving in the room, Gaby quickly shut the door behind them. "What do you mean?"
Illya sat down and bounced a little on the king-sized bed, testing it. "I don't trust Simona."
"She's new," Gaby shrugged. "You don't trust anyone anyway."
"I trust you." Illya grinned to himself. "Even though I probably shouldn't."
Gaby sighed, but knew it was true. She hated how it was true. "Besides, I'm more worried about someone else."
Illya looked up at her, confused. "Who?"
"You gave your mother the address." Gaby crossed her arms. "And all of a sudden the rebel group know our position." Gaby sits down next to Illya, who looks hurt at the notion. "I don't want to offend you, Illya. I just think it's weird."
"I know." Illya looked down, avoiding her piercing stare. "But I hope you're wrong."
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The Man From U.N.C.L.E: A Mission In Istanbul
Fanfiction"There is no such thing as a traitor. Just an undercover agent." We join the team of U.N.C.L.E. as they carry out their newest mission in Istanbul. Napoleon Solo, Illya Kuryakina and Gaby Teller are all under the command of Alexander Waverly, an exp...
