TransplantedSconie , 4 hours ago

Bodyguard:

“Right away, boss! Let me get my things from my room!”

The door opens and closes. Putin hears the man leaping down some steps, and out the front door. “Truely, he will save me.” Putin thinks as he hears a car door open and slam shut, the turning of the engine that sputters to life that is quickly thrown into gear, and the hiss of gravel as the accelerator is jammed to the floor and the wheels spin crazily down the road. “Wait.” Putin mutters as horror dawns on his face. “His room was down the stairs and to the left!”