"Kitten, don't bother your cute little head with unnec-..."

He abruptly yanked your head under his arm, hiding you near his side, his leather jacket gave off a light trail of expensive perfume, his fingers gently hid you from view, covering your shoulder., and with his other hand he was already reaching for the gun. Suspicious people from the next car were watching you two closely, they were clearly spies

"Don't move...We'll have to fight if we want to leave."