Ryder and Olexei
They were complete opposites. At a young age they formed a bond that no one was able to understand. It was unusual especially, in the mafia. They weren't supposed to trust anyone but, they did.
Olexei was a survivor. He was ruthless...
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"I am so s-sorry this happened," the police captain said his voice trembling. The man looked like he was about to piss himself as I stared at him from across his desk.
"They came to my house with a warrant. Why the fuck am I paying you if this shit can still happen? Hell, why haven't I buried your ass and replaced you? Can you answer that?" I hissed.
"It was just a mistake, sir. Won't happen again" he mumbled.
"Hmm. Who has taken over Olexei's case?" I questioned
"I don't know," he said.
"Don't fucking lie to me!" I snapped slamming my hand on the desk. I didn't like games when it came to him.
"I don't know! It's an undercover case. They are keeping it under tight wraps. Only certain officers and some of the higher-ups are involved" the captain explained.
"Hmm. They better not find anything or else I'll be making another visit and this time, there won't be any need for your sorry ass apologies" I growled standing up.
Giving him one last look, I walked out of the office. As I headed down the hallway, I pulled out my phone to text my mother. She was probably gearing up for war so, I needed to make sure she knew I was okay. Not paying attention, I accidentally bumped into another person knocking them to the ground.
"Shit, I'm sorry" I muttered going to help them.
"I'm fine. Just watch where you're going" the person grumbled standing up by themselves.
When I saw him I was a little surprised. It had been about 7 years since we were face to face. He looked different from the last time which considering everything, wasn't surprising.
"Xan" I hummed and as our eyes made contact, I was teleported back in time. The fear and hatred were just the same.
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"W-what are you doing here?" he whispered stepping back immediately and touching his firearm on his side.
" You gonna shoot me in a police station?" I chuckled.
