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"Hey there!"

The blond turned his head slightly to see who had yelled, not sure he was the object of the greeting, such as it was.

"Yeah, you.  I know you."

Now Illya looked straight into the man's face, his recollection of a covert meeting in London placed the man among the ranks of THRUSH.

"Yes, hello.  I believe you are with…" A slight hesitation allowed the other man to introduce himself.

"Victor Marton.  And you, Mr. Kuryakin, if you will please come with me."

Illya's eyebrow shot up.

"Why would I do that?"

A gun provided the answer.

"Oui"