"You're welcome." I replied with a short smile.
"If you will do this then...your only job will be to protect Svetlana." Laswell told me.
"But why? She's very capable of taking care of herself, don't you think?" I said to them laughing as I took the reports Price was passing me.
"Yes, she is very capable. But...we've already had many encounters with Makarov where Svetlana's life has been at very high risk."
"If it hadn't been for Polina getting her out in time, Svetlana and her two teammates would have been burned to death in action." Price said as he showed me photos of what the academy looked like now.
The academy had been left in rubble and burned...Svetlana and the other two girls were very lucky.
"Well, count me in." I said leaving the photos on the table.
"Then, welcome back First Lieutenant Riley-Callahan." Laswell said to me with a smile.
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Svetlana's pov:
I was standing in front of the large glass window of the hospital room where Stiletto and Roze were interned. The two were inconsistent as their machines beeped to the rhythm of their pulses.
Stiletto had 3 surgeries on her legs, in the explosion when she fell down the stairs both her legs got broken. They had to repair them and put screws in her bones. Her recovery will be slow but she will be able to walk again....
Roze, on the other hand, had a very heavy hemorrhage and a broken arm...
It was like going back in time...
Flashbacks: MARCH 4, 2016
Age 16 yrs old
"Задача проста - успешно убить американского политика и выкрасть его отпечатки пальцев. Понятно? (The mission is simple, successfully assassinate the American politician and steal his fingerprints. Understood?)" Instructor Karina told us.
We were all listening to her as we prepared. It was the second mission we were all doing as a team, because all the missions are individual.
So it must be someone very important...the American.
"Да, инструктор! (Yes, instructor!)" we all shouted.
Our uniforms were the same uniforms that the Russian military wore, since we were a low level. When you are officially a Femme Fatale, your uniform changes to be a cyber style suit but not like a suit from the future but a style, in black with wine colored details and the red ribbon can never miss.
"Ивонна, дыши. (Yvonne, breathe.)" I heard Anastasia say to Yvonne.
Yvonne was breathing very shakily. She had never really done any missions either as a group or as an individual...this would be her first time.
While for Anastasia and me it was the 5th time.
"Я просто- я просто немного нервничаю. (I'm just- I'm just a little nervous.)" Yvonne said.
"Все будет хорошо (Everything will be fine.)" I told her with a smile.
"ДАВАЙТЕ ВСЕ ПОЙДЕМ К ВЕРТОЛЕТАМ! (LET'S ALL GO TO THE HELICOPTERS!)" The instructor yelled at us.
We all started running after each other to our assigned helicopters. Luckily, all three of us had been assigned to the same helicopter.
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