#kaspers

Gunshots rang out down the halls of the Morozov mansion.

Kaspers sat on his cot, it wasn’t his job to get involved in gunfights. A hiss left his lips as he glanced down at his finger, he managed to prick it while finishing up his needle work. Maybe he’d take Mr. Morel up on his offer for a set of thimbles. His thoughts were interrupted when his door slammed open, causing him to jump and drop his piece.

“Kas, get your things, we’re breaking you out!”

Kaspers paled, “Charles?! What are you doing here?! Is that what all this noise has been?!”

Charles rolled his eyes, “We don’t have time for stupid questions, come on, Logan is waiting outside the gate for us. Hurry up before Yakiv finds us!”

Kaspers began to panic, if Yakiv caught them, they’d be done for. He was already in trouble for dropping a set of china earlier this week, this stunt would see him killed for sure.

“Ugh, whatever, you don’t need anything from here anyway! Let’s go!”

Charles lost patients, they didn’t have time for Kaspers to freak out. He grabbed his friend’s wrist before tugging him along down the hall.

“Logan said he’d only wait for 30 minutes, it took me 20 to find you. We have 10 minutes to get out of here and to the street!”

Kaspers could hear Yakiv’s booming voice barking orders close by, it was only a matter of time before they were found.

“Kas?! Are you even listening?! I need direction! You know this place better than I do!”

Kasper blinked, glancing around them, “Dead end!”

The panic built up further as he realized Charles had led them down one of the halls that lead to nowhere, Yakiv designed his mansion to be a fortress. There was only one exit he was allowed to know, and that was the front door.

Charles huffed, stopping at the end of the hall, they couldn’t go back. He needed to find a way out now.

“How high up are we, Kas?”

Kaspers raised a brow at his question, “Well I live on the third floor of the mansion, so about 35 feet. Why?”

Charles glanced at the open window in front of them, “Don’t break your legs, we still need to run and jump the gate!”

Kaspers opened his mouth to question his friend, but yelped as he found himself pushed out the window by Charles. His instincts kicked in as he quickly braced himself for his landing, trying his best to roll into the landing. He knew he hurt his back, but the adrenaline would keep him going for now, and he could chew out Charles after Yakiv wasn’t on their tale. Charles jumped down after him, landing on his back laughing,

Kaspers rushed to him, “Are you alright?!”

Charles rolled over before standing and dusting himself off, “Yeah, let’s get to Vic before he drives off.”

It didn’t take them long to scale the gate and rush into Logan’s beat up pickup truck.

“Whooo! You got out of there alive! Did you grab me what I wanted?”

Kaspers stared at the two brothers with wide eyes at how calm they were.

Charles smirked, handing Logan a piece of paper, “Of course I did. Nadja said only call between 11 am and 3 pm or else Yakiv will answer.”

Logan began to speed down the road as gunshots began to ring out near the car, “Score! Let’s get home before dad finds out you’re out of bed.”

Kaspers covered his face in frustration, “You did all of this to get Nadja’s phone number?!”