The plane slowly picks up speed and soars up. I feel Andrey's warm palm gently resting on my arm. I lay my head on his shoulder and relax.

Yes, we decided to fly to Greece. The investigator in our case twirled his finger at his temple, but Shkuratov persuaded him to submit a search request to the friendly Greek Republic.

In order not to waste time, Andrey and I bought two plane tickets and booked a room at the pleasant Semeli Hotel on the island of Mykonos.

At this stage, before landing in Athens, there are only some three or four hours left.

- Andryush ... what will we do...