|Chapter 11|

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I was getting ready to go on the mission about those gangs that are kidnapping people and kids for human trafficking.

Some other Mafia's and Russians and I are going with them to help. We will meet up at the location where they are supposed to be having their hideout.

Finishing getting dressed I walk out of my room and into the kitchen.

Her outfit ~

I walked in the kitchen and saw my 'mother' sitting on one of the chairs at the counter and looking at her phone while smiling

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I walked in the kitchen and saw my 'mother' sitting on one of the chairs at the counter and looking at her phone while smiling.

When she noticed someone's presence she quickly put her phone away and turned towards the kitchen doors where I was standing.

She smiled sweetly at me as she took in my outfit.

"You look beautiful sweetheart. Where are you going?"

"To kill people." I said in my cold voice as I crossed my arms over my chest and leaned on the doorframe.

Her smile dropped slightly and she looked kind of worried. Be worried all you want, if I had to live here forever I would rather go to Satan, 'mother'.

I stood straight and walked towards the counter, grabbed an apple, and walked out without giving her a second glance.

I sat on my bike and started my journey to save people while killing some other people. Yeppy!

When I finally came I parked a little further away from their house and walked towards the rest of the Mafia's that were fighting with us.

"Xander" I whispered in his ear as I walked towards them. He flinched and turned around to glare at me.

"Don't sneak up on me you crazy woman!" He whisper-yelled and turned back around to face the front.

I grabbed his shoulders and turned him towards me again. He sighted and looked at me with bored expression on his beautiful face. I have a handsome boyfriend.

"I need guns and knives." He motioned towards one of our SUV's and told me that the weapons are in the trunk.

Thanking him I went and took two guns, three throwing knives, and light and gas granates. Strapping everything on myself I took my position by Ros who was leading everyone inside.

"When are we going in?" This time I whispered in Ros's ear and watched him flinch. God, these people.

"In three minutes." He replied as he looked at the front again.

When everything was set and ready Ros gave us a signal.

He put his hand up and saluted towards the house. We all ran into the house and broke down the door.

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