Volodin Road Trip

Chapter 1: F*** This S***
The Volodin-Denisov Family got onto a old fashioned car.

The two little ones sat at the back seats while behind them, their father and uncle that was thought to be dead sat in the further back seats.

Anna looked at her husband and her twin brother, both uncomfortable with the cramped back seats.

" (Why Anna?)" Mikhail asked with frustration.

" (It's low profile)" Anna replied back.

Mikhail looked at Dmitry, Dmitry was a tall man, his height was 6'0, he was struggling to position his legs.

Mikhail was two inches taller than the Russian assassin and he put his legs up to his chest.

" (How long will this take?)" Mikhail asked.

" (Until we get to Berlin airport)" Anna said.

Anna got into the car and started it.

Dmitry watched the roads and cars.

Alexander already asleep and Natasha was counting.