Not a fan of whirlygigs.

As it turns out, the Ukraine is kinda large! I only figured this out because of how damn long it took my plane to get out of the country! I'm not so sure where I went after that, but my instinct told me it was in and Alice'y direction at least. And at least I laded in an English speaking country. You'd be surprised how little I have to use any of the other languages I've learned. You think my latin might be a little outdated?

So anyway, when I said English-speaking, I mean in pretty broad terms. For a country that goes and calls itself 'England', they sure struggle to speak the language in any coherent way. Luckily I'd learnt from my short stint in the United States of...I forget the rest, that the louder you talk, the more the foreigners will understand you, no matter the language! And if that doesn't work, thump 'em on the head!

I learnt that trick in Russia.

It's kinda sad that the only cockney I got to do that to immediately whacked me back.

With a knife

So yeah, I missed yesterday, because I was in a helicopter ambulance bound for the best public hospital on English soil. No wonder I was afraid for my life. And for good reason! When they took me out of the helicopter, I saw a big blue B.A.S on the side, and then later while I watched some TV and let the doctors dig the knife out of my liver, I saw 'Bond Air Service helicopters grounded.' B.A.S? Bastards!

So, for great justice, I broke out of the hospital and ran to the B.A.S base, and used the knife to subtly destroy every chopper they had left.

My mission has been sidetracked, but fear not, Alice! I come for you.

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[MoldyShishkabob]

I believe I may have a lead in your investigation.

She might have gone out to sea.