Madeleine only leaned against her car and smiled when Sergei asked about her profession. “Oh…I’ve been doing it long enough.”<br/><br/>She really didn’t see the reason why she had to go into great detail, especially where her work was concerned. This was by far one of the easier jobs she had done. In fact, she would even go so far as to call it mundane compared to other ones; kidnapping a popular performer right in front of her audience, or willingly getting an adult film star to get tied up under the pretense it was part of the shoot. Those were a couple of her favorites. Madame Naumov was a simple snatch and grab. The presence of her student made it a little more stressful, but in the end, she was just extra baggage.<br/><br/>While Sergei went to go light a fire, she started up her car. The engine purred smoothly as she waited for him, and while she did, she tried to listen for any telltale noises coming from the trunk. No loud pounding or banging, but for Naumov or Lila to do such while hogtied would be nearly impossible. A few times she heard a soft rasping or a shuffle that could have been struggling and a faint<em>hmph</em>. Of either of them, she figured it would be the girl; it would all be in vain of course. Even tied right up next to her mentor in the trunk, the gags and hood prevented either of them from comforting the other.<br/><br/>Sergei returned and entered the car. Madeleine pulled out from the alley and started down the street. She didn’t hear any sort of explosion after a few minutes, and hoped that it was just because they were out of earshot, or that it wasn’t a very big one.<br/><br/>True to her promise, the drive was quite a long one. She got on the freeway as soon as she could, immediately heading out of the city and further into the countryside. Their transport back to Maksim would leave tomorrow, which meant they had to lay low with their captives for the night. She had used her resources to ensure a small, quiet cabin far out of the city was stocked with a few extra supplies.<br/>