Haboob - A Little Drabble Do Ya

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The haboob, a powerful sandstorm, was making it hard to see.  What had started out as a simple courier run had turned into a desperate journey for one very pale, very cold blooded Russian.

"It is insane for people to live in places like this.  When the storm is finally past there will be a layer of sand over the very spot we were to find the document."  Illya was frustrated and hot.  The addition of a sand storm just made it worse.

"I know exactly where to look."

"…"

Napoleon held it up for proof that the job was finished.