THIS BOOK NEEDS TO BE EDITED !
Living in a hell hole with her abusive foster parents and older brother is all she knows. Magnolia Cambell's body is covered in scars of her past and her present, as she tries to fight her way through life. She thinks...
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"So you are saying that we lost sight of the two deliveries that we were supposed to hand out tonight to the French mafia ?!"Damon growls out at the meeting table, making a few of our men pathetically flinch back in their seats with their heads handing low. They know how pissed Damon can get if things aren't in the right place, and for now you can't really say it's great.
We were all called in this afternoon to have a meeting at one of our main buildings that is placed in the centre of the city. Apparently it was urgent and we all had to go, which I clearly don't understand, because to be honest they could have sorted the things out without my help, especially if it is about a missing delivery. I am sure Greyson could easily figure out what happened thanks to his hacking skills.
I, on the other hand, am still trying to figure out where the bastard Nick happened to disappear. I know something is not right in his disappearing, but I cannot put my finger on it, and it is clearly a waist of time if I don't quickly get the hell out of this meeting. All of his data is gone, like vanished from the earth as if he never existed and I know damn well that that fucker is too dumb to do it by himself which means that he got help from someone. I just need to figure out who.
My thoughts, as well as Damon's speech gets interrupted by the buzzing sound of my phone. I roll my eyes and ignore the death glares of my elder brother for this interruption that I quickly brush off and look at the id caller. It's my Lila.
Without a second thought I pick up the call.
"Magnolia ? What is it ?" I ask her coldly, but quickly my relaxed state turns into worry and anger, as I hear her heavy and short breathing. Suddenly I hear the tires of a vehicle screech in a way that can only make me clench my first and jaw to the point I might break a bone. Just the tiniest thought of my little sister being in trouble without us by her side makes me want to fuel up this wold damn world and burn it down.
"Magnolia what is going on !" I demand and look up to my brothers with worry, and see them intensely looking at my face, as the lack of calmness in my tone grabs their immediate attention. But I don't hear her respond to my question. Something is definitely happening to her, which makes it impossible for her to communicate with me. I put the phone on loud speaker so the rest of my brothers can hear the call of my terrified sister. When she screams right after we hear the sound of what I suppose are the windows shattering because of bullets, all my brothers are quick to react.
Greyson furiously types on his open laptop probably already hacking her phone for the location and I bark orders at the men that are still in the room along with us. Ethan let's me know that we are too far to help her and that the best option we have right now is Elijah. We know his location and that he is the quickest to be able to get to her in time. I trust him so I don't waist a second to accept the proposition that he made us. He could save her from the attackers, because his position is currently way better than ours.
