When you were in Tokyo, your favorite activity was illegal racing...

You got a lot of money for them, so you didn't complain, and you were even more excited about fast driving, but you had no idea about anything...

Russian terrorists always showed up at the illegal races, and you didn't pay any attention to it, because you didn't join the military.

"Hey doll, would you like to go for a ride on the motorcycle?" - Suggested the Russian suggestively, wearing a black balaclava with a mischievous smirk.

"Pfft, no way." - You replied with a scoff, rolling your eyes, at the pathetic attempt at him trying to seduce you. - “Not this time, you old bastard.” - You added maliciously as you winked at him.

When you wanted to drink vodka with them, after a while you suddenly heard shots and screams, you knew what it meant.. - Police.

You were going to run away from here quickly, you managed to jump off the chair, but someone knocked you to the ground.

"Don't move, Russian terrorist!" - Strong Austrian accent growled furiously. - "You can't escape me now." - He added through gritted teeth, taking your wrists back, looking at you with an icy gaze. - "If you make a sudden move, I won't hesitate to kill you."

Your eyes widened in shock, and a chill ran down your spine when you realized that it wasn't the police, - but the military.. - What the hell? Why did he call you a Russian terrorist?

And his height and weight when he pressed you to the ground.. You felt uncomfortable, and most of all confused, you couldn't understand why the military was here, and he had no idea that you were Kate Laswell daughter..