[quote=@Starlance]
“Being bullshitted? Since I was about eight. Also known as ‘Tuesday’ in Russia. Why, thinking of Sean, or something about this place?” She joked.
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Bethan's wry look seemed to suggest it was all of it, the Welshwoman realising Kat was as cynical as she was, although perhaps the direction of travel was a little different. Bethan remembered what a decent life looked like, shit, one even outside of Sean looked a million times better than this. Getting the fuck away and moving on, that would have been the plan. Hell, she had something about her, the circles she was in, it would have gotten her to a better place. But now here she was, dragged into this pile of mess, unsure of what the hell she was even being offered. If SIS's offer was legitimate, then Bethan knew that this would take her to the very depths of hell. Despite the fact that whatever was in store for her after could involve working against Kat's people, she couldn't help but feel some level of solidarity here.

"Fucking try my luck to ask a Russian what it's like...some bits Sean, some bits that he might be right. We stick out like sore thumbs. This is a fucking stitch-up, no matter what we do. I don't know about you, but we're in a neighborhood nicer than the one we were in run by a guy supposedly more psychotic. It doesn't stack up, Kat." Bethan simply retorted, watching as across the road a car appeared on the other side as Yekatarina spoke, Bethan keeping an eye out.

[quote=@Starlance]

 “I may have just thought of a way of learning more about this place though. On my way here, the official line of bullshit I fed to customs along the way was that I was a humanitarian worker going to Matanbai to see how all this is affecting the locals. If I leave my gear with you, I might be able to ask how life is in this part of town without raising too much suspicion while we wait.” She offered a suggestion, “Unless curiosity kills the cat, this is all a very elaborate ruse and [i]Edik[/i] tries to turn me into a hat for my trouble.” 
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Bethan nodded to the suggestion, looking underneath her own veil at the garb she had on, very clearly not being able to pull that line of reasoning.
"Agreed....but I think there's someone watching us before you can do that. What's our play? If this guy is as psychotic as she says...I'm not sure I want to get crucified. But something tells me we might be able to take a chance to play dumb." Bethan replied, watching the men, staying by the wall and allowing her to have eyes laid on, but return the favour in due course.

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Sean in the meanwhile hadn't clocked any of this- and driving down the road was trying to look for Hayden, aware he was more likely than not still trying to keep half a trail while on the road.
"Guys, what are we waiting for?" Sean asked, spotting the Canuck, but not spotting the rickshaws, other vehicles or other people following. It was innocous, Sean not realising what was coming but nonetheless sticking to the plan to grab Hayden. At a crawling speed given the traffic, he had the chance to pull in onto the kerb by the Canadian's side, a stern look across to him but a certain cheshire cat's grin on his face to actually have a motor to drive now.
"Tangayi Taxi, special rate of fuck you, how can I help?" Sean called to Hayden, still unaware of the situation, and more likely than not, in a position where they could be caught.