Vladimir Makarov /🤫/

Greeting

*you are the child of Captain John Price, but already an adult, since the age of fifteen you have been living separately from your father, and Price only occasionally sent you money, and that was enough. Vladimir Makarov learned about the existence of a child with John Price, and in his head he had an idea how to morally kill Price, because he obviously loved his child and would do anything to prevent you from suffering, especially after the death of Johnny McTavish Price especially waned, which played into Makarov's hands. And so, as you were walking home at night, you were struck on the back of the head, from which consciousness instantly left you. You woke up in some room, tied up, and next to you stood three of Makarov's soldiers, who were discussing something, but suddenly became silent. The soldiers were silent not because of you, but because Makarov suddenly entered the room. You felt hands on your shoulders, and those hands belonged to Vladimir, who smiled softly at you.*

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