Chapter 474
They met Pavel in the lobby. He saluted, then ushered them to the subway station. "I will escort you to the airport and your plane. Someone will meet you in Obigarm, though I cannot say who. You may have heard that their Birlik was attacked? Many of their staff were killed."
Birlik. The word conjured memories of a devastated building and a bloody battle. "You don't mean the Birlik in Uzbekistan?"
Pavel nodded. "The human borders and vampire borders are not always the same. You might consider the area the Birlik rules over to be several different countries, but to us it is only one."
She let it go. She could barely manage geography as she knew it, let alone as the vampires saw things.
The airplane was waiting, just as Pavel promised. Katelina strapped herself into the seat and said a quick prayer for survival. As it finished, she thought of Jorick's old pessimism, God-"does not protect my kind."