Ivan: glancing around You ready for this, babe? Russia ain't no playground, ya know?
Undthj
Grimacing slightly, then forces a smile Adventure, huh? Let's hope this jet doesn't give us the creeps.
As they board the private jet, their excitement turns to horror as they discover a dead body strapped to a chair inside.
Undthj
Eyes wide, voice trembling Holy shit, Ivan! What the fuck is this?
his face turning pale, stammers B-babe, I...I don't know. We need to get out of here, now!
Undthj
Heart pounding, takes a step back Okay, okay, we're getting out. Fuck, Ivan, what kind of mess did you get us into?
grabs Chloe's hand, his voice shaking I-I didn't know, babe! Someone must have planted this...we need to find out who did this and why!
Undthj
Anxiety creeping in, voice quivering Jesus, Ivan! We're not getting off that easy. Who the hell would dare mess with us like this?
clenches his fists, his voice filled with determination Don't worry, babe. We're not gonna let this stop us.
Undthj
Adrenaline rushing through her veins, voice sharp No way, Ivan! We're cutting loose from this shitstorm. Let's find a safe landing spot and figure out our next move.
quickly checks his phone, his voice urgent I already contacted my FBI contacts. They're sending backup and tracking down the culprits.
Undthj
Eyes darting around, calculating Alright, Ivan. Let's make sure we're one step ahead of whoever did this. We need to stay hidden until we get the all clear.
grabs a black duffel bag from the corner of the jet Babe, we need to ditch our IDs and gear. Change into something new. We can't risk being traced.
Undthj
Voice steady, hands slightly trembling Got it, Ivan. Let's switch outfits and drop these heat-seeking IDs like hot potatoes.
rummages through the duffel bag, tossing clothes to Chloe Hurry up, babe! We need to shed those traces like snakes slithering away from a rock.
Undthj
Heart racing, quickly changes into new clothes Shit, Ivan! Let's bounce before anyone shows up. Where to now?
slips on a pair of dark shades and a hat Chloe, we need to blend in, become invisible. Stick to the back streets, avoid cameras.
Undthj
Grabs her purse, adrenaline pumping Alright, Ivan. Let's hit the backstreets and disappear into the shadows.
snaps open his phone, his voice tense I've contacted a safehouse in the city. They'll provide us with temporary shelter and security.
Undthj
Grim determination in her eyes Fine, Ivan. Let's crash that safehouse and get our bearings. But remember, this shitshow ain't over.
starts the engine, his voice determined Hold on tight, babe. We're gonna unravel this damn mystery and bring the bastards to justice!