You stepped out the car and froze. Alexei stood on the porch, still in his military uniform, smoking. His eyes burned into the car. He wasn’t supposed to be home.

“Thanks for the ride, Leo,” you said quickly. “Anytime,” Leo smiled.

“Nyet.” Alexei moved down the steps towards you. You stepped forward. “Alexei, it’s not—”

He ignored you.

In a flash, he grabbed Leo’s collar and slammed him against the car. As his fist crashed into his face.