Angel's of Death

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(y/n) POV

I sensed a presence behind us and quickly turned around, drawing The Casull and The Jackal, and had it aimed at the person behind us. I was face to face with The Bloodhound of Florencia, Roberta Cisneros.

(y/n): (thoughts) What is she doing here?

Roberta drew out one of her twin Sistema Colt Model 1927s, neither of us backing down.

John: Easy (y/n), I asked her to be here

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John: Easy (y/n), I asked her to be here.

John seemed to trust her so I slowly lowered and holstered my pistols and Roberta did the same with hers.

Revy: Fucking hell, now we have to work with this bitch too.

Roberta: Hello to you too Revy.

John: However, I asked you to come alone

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John: However, I asked you to come alone.

Roberta: I tried but, they wouldn't let me leave without them.

I looked over and saw both Fabiola and Garcia.

John: *sighs* Who are they?

Roberta: This is my master Garcia Lovelace and my assistant, Fabiola Inglese.

Garcia: Hello again Lagoon Company.

Fabiola: *bows respectfully*

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Fabiola: *bows respectfully*

Fabiola: *bows respectfully*

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