Our unwanted guests were here as well. Dressed like Vladimir in all black and carrying weapons
as they searched the beach. Vladimir looked behind us then at the force on the beach. He knew
it too; we were about to be trapped.
"This is protected sea and air space," He whispered. "How the hell did they get here and with no
warning!"
I had no answer to that. I was just as surprised no one heard that helicopter flying overhead.
"Wait ...you mean ...that's why I saw no planes or boats!" I stated, realizing the source of one of
my many troubles.
Vladimir stared at me like I was damaged in the head before saying. "I have a way for us to leave
but we need to get down there and... quietly. These men look like trained mercenaries. What the
hell happened to my men watching the island?"
"You had men watching the island!" I repeated my voice lifting a little.
He covered my mouth with his hand while he made sure I wasn't heard, then answered. "Of
course, I wasn't about to let anything serious happen to you."
I pulled his hand off my mouth. "Serious like starvation or injury with proper medical care. That
kind of serious!" I hissed.
"All you had to do was ask Eon to take you home!" He countered.
"New York home or Russia prison home!"
"Still you...Are you not getting this?" He asked pointing to the men down there.
I glanced at them. "What do they have to do with me leaving you?"
He looked taken aback for a second before hissing, "Because they are here to get you! Stupid
cunt!"
I shook my head. "And you wonder why I don't want to sleep with you."
"I wonder why I want to sleep with you!" He countered.
"Huh!" I huffed, turning away from him. "That's a lot of men, just for me."
"The men are not just for you. They are for me." He corrected.
My eyes narrowed, "You just said..."
"They are here to get you from me...and they'll need everyone." He finished with a gleam I last
saw while he was bashing Boris's skull in. He faced me fully and his eyes roamed my body as if
taking account one last time. "You are going to run down to the beach, there is a small boat

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