A Mission To Save Her - part 2

The ferocity of the wind whipped his face like a thousand needles, as he stared down through the open doorway of the jet. Down below, the city lights of Dubai sparkled like lost jewels amongst the desert.

He rechecked his black parachute backpack, and then adjusted his silver face mask. Before he knew it, adrenaline pumped through his body at rapid speed as he leaped out into the sky.

He loved every second of it, as the pressure of the wind unsuccessfully battered his strong body. He loved the feeling of abundant freedom in the skies. The first time he had done this was at the age of eighteen and sensed what it must feel like for a bird. After that day, he'd skydive for enjoyment and thrill often enough.

He had become so good at it that he'd practice landing on painted targets and buildings. His uncle Dimitri was beyond impressed that he enlisted Vladimir as a tutor in this art for any of his other cousins to learn. Both Yigor and Serge were keen on the lessons and learned fast. Yet G