The Last Mile - A Little Drabble Do Ya

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"Where are we?" The groggy Russian had slept two hours as he and his partner sped away from the smoldering evidence of their mission's success.

"Hmmm… just a few miles south of Dallas.  We should be there by dark.  How's your shoulder?"

Illya had landed hard as he and Napoleon exited the building by way of a second story window, their target a truck bed loaded with dirt and something slightly more dense judging by the pain he was now experiencing.

"It hurts but nothing is broken.  I will be thankful for a hot shower though."

Napoleon increased his speed.

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[glennagirl.livejournal.com]

Yep, pedal to the metal for the Russian.