There was a rhyme and reason to Rome’s plan when he chose his flight. He didn’t pick the most obvious of no-go flights, the one where he thought his father, if he had an idea of where he was, would suspect they might be headed. He didn’t choose any of the smaller towns one could fly to out of Domazlice. Instead, he picked a medium-sized city, one he doubted his father would pay too much attention to.
It was a city in Russia, Orenburg, one Rome wasn’t familiar with, but he saw that it was easy to reach destinations outside of Russia from that airport. The size was also appealing. It wasn’t so big they would have trouble navigating, but it was big enough for them to get lost if they needed to.
Rome emailed all of the others their boarding passes from an anonymous email account so they couldn’t be traced back to him. They would have two hours to get to the airport and get through security. That shouldn’t be a problem, as long as they didn’t meet any opposition.
