Few Hours Ago,
The choppers had now passed the Russia borders. The air traffic control had given them the clear signal to get into the cold sky.
“It's damn freezing here in Russia.” Mason now had on his long coat while Stephano seemed unbothered by the cold. His eyes keenly stared outside the window. His hands moving on his thighs with an inpatient face. His entire demeanour was relentless and all he wanted to do was to have that bastard in his hand and kill him brutally.
“We'll get him son.” Mason told him but Stephano didn't want to hear anything right now. He already had his gun in hand and anxiously waiting for the choppers to land on the ground.
“How long till we land?” He impatiently asked the pilot.
“We'll be landing in half an hour Mr De Luan.”
Stephano relaxed back on his s
