A Little Drabble Do Ya - Trapped! Part 7

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The agents swam with the flow of the river; if the tide was on its way out, that would be the right direction to find the freedom they were after.

They kept up a steady pace for several minutes until Solo called out. Kuryakin turned and saw his partner splashing around, trying desperately to free something.

“Napoleon, I will be right there.”

Illya dived below the surface and found his friends foot tangled in a patch of long weeds; pulling his knife out, he cut the offending greenery away.

“Thank you tovarisch,” Solo gasped.

“No thanks are necessary,” Kuryakin smiled.