Lazar's POV
The sound of gunshot filled the air. We were under attack.
“Duck down.” Rodosov yelled, pushing me behind the car.
I knew my uncle was crazy but I had no idea he would actually plot an attack against me a few minutes after meeting up with him.
He was courting death and I am definitely going to send him a message.
I pulled out my gun and joined the chaos, shooting everyone who was shooting at my men and I.
“Make sure no one escapes and I need someone alive. Maybe we can get intel on what he is up to.” I yelled over to Rodosov as I tackled one of the men to the ground, shooting him point blank in the middle of his eyes before he realised what was happening.
“Lazar.” Rodosov yelled with a panicked expression, his eyes staring at something or someone behind me.
I turned aro
