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Thirteen

Dante surveyed the scene as he stepped out of the car, watching as his men tended to the wounded and the destruction. Of all the nights a piece of shit teenager decided to get high, steal his dad’s beema and go for a joyride through the country roads, he chose this night. If the kid hadn’t died on impact of driving head on into the side of the people carrier, Dante probably would have killed him himself.

It was bad enough that his plans had to be brought forward. It had all been going so well until Lucien showed up. He knew his brother was up to something, probably spying on Dante under strict instructions of the council. He had to throw his brother off by moving the girls early. Now when Lucien and his cohorts raised the mansion, they would find nothing but an empty shell. 

That’s provided this whole shit storm draw the attention of the council sooner...

The vehicle that had been carrying his prec

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