When Vasiliev  slammed the dashboard and stopped the truck, Vera covertly reached for the door handle. She contemplated jumping out of the truck and making a run for it. But where would she go? She certainly couldn't go home. Neither could she chance this guy following her to any of her contacts. For all she knew, this could be exactly what he wanted.<br/><br/>She remained in the truck and listened to his lecture with disdain.  When it seemed he was finished, she eyed him coldly. "It just so happens, I<span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-weight: bold">have</span></span>seen my own comrades die in front of me. Innocent men, women and children." Her voice started to grow louder as she strained to keep from shouting. "All unarmed, and gunned down by the<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">brave soldiers</span></span>who would slaughter hundreds of innocent people in fear of the wrath of one man if they disobeyed his order."<br/><br/>Taking another drag off the cigarette, she continued the tirade in a cold steel voice. "As a matter of fact, I was among those who were shot down like dogs by those<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">brave men</span></span>." Her voice grows louder again as she continues. "My Papa was<span style="font-weight: bold">trampled to death</span>as his body covered mine under a stampede of people fleeing for there very lives, from the guns of those<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">brave soldiers</span></span>."<br/><br/>Taking one last hit off the cigarette, she cracked the window and flipped the cigarette out. "But I think you know this already, Vasiliev Tereshchenko, so do not speak to ME about bravery.<br/><br/>She remained silent for a few moments trying to calm down and clear her mind. She needed to make sense out of what just happened. "So, " she asked, "Why is Mother Russia suddenly interested in a simple school teacher like me?". She wanted to ask why it took four brave soldiers to arrest a single unarmed woman, but she decided to drop it. After all, what Vasiliev just pulled off was pretty damn gutsy. And at this point, she was going to need him, if he could be trusted at all...<br/><br/>"I know nothing about this 'mutiny' of which you speak,", she continued, "so why am I to be arrested? I have done nothing wrong. Where are you taking me?"