Chapter 10: Mr. Arthur White

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Written by me ComelyCreature

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dedication goes to our favourite spy with a Mendes obsession love you -Z

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HARRY'S POV


We were currently preparing in a van which I parked few alleys from Archie's place where we were heading. Zofia was wearing a white long dress with an opened sides through which I could see her slightly tanned legs.

Ana didn't want to change knowing she'll stay in the van, so she didn't bother putting on some tight dresses only to feel like a, I quote ' dick in a too small condom'.

The annoying one, I already forgot her name so I decided to call her Shorty, was stubborn enough to wear a suit which seemed dumb knowing she's staying with Ana. But she wanted to feel good and she didn't bought this cashmere suit to put it in a dresser but to make use of it.

I on the other hand bought myself a nice set. White blazer with brown buttons and matching straight pants made out of the same material. I've put some rings on my fingers, my personal favourites. I only hoped they wouldn't get dirty with blood any time soon, it would be such a shame.

I had a pair of pinkish sunglasses on my nose and a golden cross necklace was hanging loosely from my neck onto my chest peeking out from a white woolen tank top, you could see some parts of my swallow tattoos on each side.

As Zofia was attaching her silencer pistol to the holster high on her thigh, I perceived that she had a little scar on this part of her body. I never saw it before and I wondered what did that, because if it wasn't a deep wound, it wouldn't leave a scar of this size.

I didn't notice it yesterday in the bathroom because I couldn't look elsewhere.

My eyes were staring too long, and she noticed it before I could, covering her leg back with her dress looking at me in question as I directed my sight elsewhere only to see Nova pulling over our van in a brand new Lamborgini.

"Come on, we don't have much time" she ordered and I got out of the van sitting beside her in the lambo followed by Zofia who got into the backseat leaving two girls in the van and telling them to not do anything stupid while we're gone.

They only nodded and it was enough for us to drive off to Archibald's mansion. She had one of the most protected possesions in this part of the island. Ibiza was a paradise for mafia people and now they were all in one building.

I took a quick look at Nova who I saw for the first time after our split in the hotel when we took a van and she rented a Lamborginhi under a fake name.

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