83 Impending mission

As Linda sat on the edge of the bed, her heart raced with anticipation, her eyes glued to her phone screen as she awaited George's text or call. With each passing second, her patience wore thinner, her mind flooded with thoughts of Vladimir's journey and the impending mission ahead. Hours slipped by like fleeting moments, and exhaustion finally overcame her, lulling her into a restless slumber.  When she awoke to the sound of her phone buzzing, she jolted upright, her heart pounding with a mixture of anxiety and hope. With trembling fingers, she unlocked her phone, her eyes scanning the message from George. "Your name is on the list. Good luck on your flight to California. When you arrive there give me a call." A surge of relief washed over her, and a faint smile tugged at the corners of her lips. With renewed determination, she rose from the bed and made her way to her wardrobe, her mind buzzing with plans for the journey ahead. Selecting a sleek black gown and a pair o