Chapter 21

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'~Ace~'

"I think they hate us." I grumble out as I pull the trigger. The bullet tears through the dummy's head and hits the foam on the back wall. My sister rolls her eyes at me before looking at the bullet hole through the wall. We hear footsteps and rush to turn around to see who it is.

"Well then children. How are my lovely twins doing?" Our father says. I sigh before shrugging and picking a different gun. Serena follows my lead as we both send bullets flying through the straw filled dummies.

"Doin the usual, the new prisoners are pretty protective of one another." Serena says as she walks to the supply cabinet to grab two more dummies. I hear father laugh as he walks up behind me. 

"Yeah, probably because they were raised as brothers. Ridiculous if you ask me." Father says. I nod, hoping to not get backlash from the powerful mafia leader. He walks up to me before repositioning my hands. I don't know my mother well, I spent most of my time with my Uncle. I was sent in as a spy when I was 13. Then I met father.

"Schlatt. The boys are being violent and vulgar." A soldier reports. I recognize him, Parker Pierce. One of my father's most trusted soldiers. We hang out a lot, but sometimes it gets a bit too close to call when my father comes near.

"Alright, alright." Dad says as he walks towards Parker. He turns around before smiling at me and throwing my wallet back at my face.

"You need to sharpen those skills Ashy."

"Damnit dad."

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