Someone to Die for.

Chapter Two.

She spent the night in the van, hacking into the security footage of the courthouse. By the early morning, Taylor had successfully hacked into the courthouse cameras and had a few hours of sleep ready for the day ahead. She sat, stretched out along the front seat, munching on a snack bar as she watched the protesters gathering outside as the prison van pulled up. She watched them all get settled in the cages inside the courtroom and waited. She shot up when the cameras cut out caused by an explosion. She climbed into the back of the van and sat down watching the drone footage of the roads leading out of Moscow while she waited for Jack and Komarov to get to the van. She jumped slightly when the passenger door opened before grabbing the bolt cutters. She cut the chain on Jack's handcuff's before doing the same to Komarov's. "We are all clear as far as I can see. CCTV looks clear. Usual traffic at Garden Ring." Taylor stated as she sat back down in time for Jack to pull out of the parking space. "Naden' eto." Jack stated as he handed Komarov a jacket. "Kto ty?" Komarov asked looking between the blonde and the man driving. "Tvoi luchshiye druz'ya" Jack stated. They drove down the street and Taylor was thrown back as Jack stepped harshly on the brake. "What the fuck?" she gritted out as she lay on her back. "Jack!" The man shouted. "Dad?" Jack breathed out, confused as to what he was doing there. "Get out of the van!" The man shouted. "What are you doing here?" Jack muttered as he looked at his father. "Jack! Hey!" The man shouted. Taylor managed to stand up just as Komarov climbed out of the van. "Jack." She said slapping his shoulder as the man shouted, "Jack!" once more. "Shit!" Jack snapped before jumping out of the van. "TJ, stay in the van." Jack stated. "Go home." He growled at his father. "What the fuck you doing? Jack!" The older man shouted. "John?" Taylor asked confused when she saw the man. "You're out of your depth, John." Jack called out as he grabbed Komarov and ushered him back to the van. "Jack! What are you doing? Jack!" John asked as he watched his son pull the Russian to the van. Taylor watched the father and son as they stopped in front of the van. Jack had a gun pointed at his father's head. "You're gonna shoot me? You're gonna shoot your own father?" John asked as Taylor climbed over seats and jumped out of the van. She grabbed the back of Jack's jacket and pulled him back. He glanced down at her as she said, "We need to go now." Jack looked back at his father, who was glancing between the two young adults. "You shouldn't be here, John. Shouldn't be here." Jack said as he let Taylor pull him back to the van. Taylor climbed in first barely getting into her seat as Jack pressed his foot on the gas and sped away from the armoured vehicle that was chasing after them.