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BOOK TWO ~2~

LONDON, ENGLAND: ISABELLA’S POV

My parents had my gang eliminating members of the Russian mafia one by one, whenever they made the mistake of entering our territory. We had killed more than ten Russians in the last two months, but they still kept coming. I guessed they had the numbers too much to care about the deaths.

After a battle with them that ended in the Russian mafia losing a quarter of their men, they’d backed off. Now it seemed like they’d grown tired off staying away, putting my parents on their guard.

In the beginning we were to bring them back alive for torture, but when my parents failed in getting anything out of them, we were ordered to kill them on sight.

“Dimitri Volkov. Twenty-one, tall, muscular, black hair, dark brown eyes, Russian.” Noah read out loud, “And he’s here…” He trailed of in surprise.

What? That couldn’t be right. What would our target be doing here at our school? He couldn’t possibly be a student. Wait a minute. Dimitri Volkov? Fuck, no! This couldn’t
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