They work there way up the street one house a day, they take, leave destruction. I'm safe. So I thought.
Who is behind that hoodie? Who is that voice?
"Take that away, I want to see your face" I demand shyly, "Damn" I whisper quietly
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"Останови машину," I commanded. (Stop the car)
The driver, whose name I'd forgotten, obeyed.
Stepping out, I walked towards the boys, hearing their laughter and insults.
I jogged over, drawing my gun from the holster at my waist, and snapped, "Тебя никто не учил манерам?" (Did no one ever teach you any manners?)
The color drained from their faces, and they scattered.
Approaching the corner where they had been standing, my heart clenched.
There, on the cold ground, lay a girl, shivering in nothing but a
dirty, torn t-shirt.
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A small, naive girl with no shelter.
A feared mafia boss known as the Angel of Death...What will happen when their paths cross?