Just returning from a diplomatic assignment, they were surprised when Thrush had ambushed them.
"Did you blow up something I don't know about?" Napoleon asked firing at the following cars.
"Nyet," a strained voice answered. "Did you take something that belongs to them?"
"Not me."
Illya continued to speed down the road until Napoleon heard him swear.
"Do I want to know what's wrong?"
"They have us boxed in," Illya called back.
Trying to turn into an alley, the car tipped sending both men into darkness.
They regained consciousness, surrounded, sun in their eyes and guns aimed at them.