Something strange was happening in Budapest.
Tourism was booming.
An odd amount of people were checking in to hotels and hostels. All under incredibly bland and generic names.
A lot of Janes and a lot of Johns.
It seemed everyone was gathering in Budapest.
Their luggage was heavy. None of the guests allowing anyone to touch their items. They were all oddly protective of their things. Highly suspicious of anyone who came close to them.
If you were to look into their handbags or carry on's you would find three too many passports- all with different names.
With a notebook in hand, Katya checked name after name, smiling to herself as all of her targets ambled into town. None of them having a clue.
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Red Houses . II
Fanfiction"Katya Kovalik what do you know of her?" Blood red lips split into a smile, eyes glistening with devious intent. Red Room Volume II Based on Marvel's Red Room and Black Widow
