Chapter 55
The drive to Kiev was uneventful. Viktor, Brittney and I were in one of the old Zaporozhets, which I’ve got to say made the Volkswagen beetle, the German People’s Car, seem like a damn limousine in comparison. I had the pleasure of driving the little buzz-box all the way, wrestling the gearshift like a stick in a puddle and the steering wheel like something out of a Sherman tank.
The other eight members of our team were distributed in three other ZAZ’s. We saw a few police cars on the way but had no trouble. We stopped in Kiev for a late lunch and some final planning and mapped out our approach. There were two ways into Vladimir’s headquarters, so we decided to split up and approach from each direction just in case.
It was mid-afternoon when we approached Vladimir’s property.
