A Little Drabble Do Ya - The Pick Up Part Six

[avrovulcan]

Link to The Pick Up Part Five: section7mfu.dreamwidth.org/206072.html

The Pick Up Part Six.

Illya woke to the sound of groaning, it was a few minutes before he realised the noise was coming from him. He sat up carefully, rubbing the lump on the back of his head.

“Napoleon, are you alright?”

“I think that’s me.” Solo answered, “I’m fine but stop shouting.”

“I was not. I think our friend was tipped off.”

Napoleon helped Illya up and they started down the corridor.

“Mmm, I think you’re right, tovarisch. How’s your head?”

“Playing host to stampeding elephants. What now?”

“I placed a tracker on our Mr. Dubois when he brushed past me.”

“Clever American.”