<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/27/Hellfire_by_guweiz.png)</div><br/>The combination of the sedatives and the Russian-sounding voice put Rozaliya on guard; the fact that she was apparently in a hospital did nothing to allay her suspicions. She patted herself down. Lockpicks were a yes, knife was a definite no. Grenades were a no. Vexing. Well! If this was some sort of Russian ruse after all, she knew what she had to do. Commit to nothing, try and gather more information, put the authorities off-balance. This was probably also true if it was some sort of American ruse!<br/><br/>Also, she thought, looking at the nurse through the bottle of water, if she was going to wind up imprisoned and tortured when the Russians caught on, she should live it up while she still could. She gave a quiet little smile. "You realize you are wearing that flag," she said with a gleam in her eye, "for me, why don't you take it off and let it fly free like proper American flag?"<br/><br/>