"Who was he?" Tina inquired.
"One of the many people I wanna murder someday." Elsa grumpily sat on her seat.
"What's his name?" Rachael curiously inquired. The familiarity was still bothering her.
"Samuel Petrov." She looked at Rachael and asked, "Do you know him?"
"I don't know—" she frowned. "Although he looks very familiar. How do you know him?"
Keeping quiet for a while, Elsa answered, "Our families are rivals."
When the three of them gave her a confused look, she explained, "We Volkov's hate the Petrov's and vice versa. It's a mutual feeling of hate and resentment. It has been passed on since generations."
"Though Samuel is a jerk, his big brother, Igor Petrov is worse," she added. "You have no idea how many times they have tried to hurt our family. They hate us to the core and we do the same."
Elsa looked at Rachael. "Andrew doesn't like Samuel."
"Andrew is a Volkov too?" Emma frowned.
