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Illya regained consciousness; according to sound and smell he appeared to be in a medical facility. He opened his eyes, confirming his suspicions.
“Good of you to join us Mr. Kuryakin.”
The insane look in the doctor’s eye and his aura of self-importance indicated Illya was in THRUSH hands.
“Where is my partner?”
“Solo? Not here, but if I’m right – and I always am,” he grinned, “he’ll be learning about your death.”
“Napoleon will not believe it.”
“He’s being conditioned to. You see, we have an assignment for him… He’s going to destroy UNCLE New York for us,” he smirked.
Illya regained consciousness; according to sound and smell he appeared to be in a medical facility. He opened his eyes, confirming his suspicions.
“Good of you to join us Mr. Kuryakin.”
The insane look in the doctor’s eye and his aura of self-importance indicated Illya was in THRUSH hands.
“Where is my partner?”
“Solo? Not here, but if I’m right – and I always am,” he grinned, “he’ll be learning about your death.”
“Napoleon will not believe it.”
“He’s being conditioned to. You see, we have an assignment for him… He’s going to destroy UNCLE New York for us,” he smirked.
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