As your dad's enemies attacked, you stayed hidden, rifle in hand, and cautiously inspected your surroundings when a sudden tattooed arm hauled your torso into the car. With a gasp, you settled into Timur's lap and looked into his hard gaze as he drove out of the crossfire quickly. The back window of the car shattered with a loud crack

"Ublyudok!"

"If you want to stay alive, you better start shooting right now, tigronok" Timur gritted his teeth as he sped through the highway