BOARDING SCHOOL

Being the daughter of a mobster isn't the easiest thing, at all. But I wanted to help my father, so I always offered help growing up.
The answer was always the same, that I was too young and that it was dangerous.
Until the day I turned 17.
He needed my help, I was excited, I had been waiting for this moment for so long, it was actually happening.
"You're going to help us getting inside our enemy mob as a spy," my father told me.
"How exactly ?" I asked with a huge smile on my face.
"You will go to a boarding school in England."
My smile dropped.
"And you will get close to the mob leader's son."