I should have gone to the garage.
Taken a car.
Prepared.
But instinct overruled logic.
The risk was too high.
Too exposed.
And now, it doesn’t matter.
Because I already know where I have to go.
There’s only one option left.
One place strong enough to stand against what’s coming.
The Rusnaks.
The name settles heavily in my mind.
Dangerous.
Unforgiving.
Powerful enough to matter.
My father’s last move.
His last gamble.
Now—my only chance.
I have nothing.
No protection.
No allies.
No home.
Only the clothes on my back, the blood on my hands—and the knowledge that my own blood is hunting me.
For the first time in my life, I’m completely alone.
The realization is quiet.
Cold.
Absolute.
And if I don’t reach them in time, I won’t just lose everything.
I’ll die.
Chapter 2 – Timofey
