The Game Called Betrayal
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Last published Tue, Jun 3, 2014
There is no such thing as good in this world; there is only the survival of the fittest, or in this case, the most powerful: the Veronov Famiglia.
The Bratva has been destroyed, demolished into nothing. It is Veronov's time to rule the underground, and they only want the best; the finest eleven in the world. There is no such thing as trust, only loyalty within the family. May there be safety in numbers. But then again, no one is ever safe in this game, the game we call betrayal.
Copyright June 2014
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