His Spitfire
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"Boss, we brought the girl"
"Where are the others?"
"Hospital. She gave us one hell of a time boss."
He let out a chuckle, highly amused, "How did you manage to bring her then?"
"Had to tranquilize her from behind. The only reason why we were able to bring her was because she didn't see me. She is spitfire boss. SPITFIRE"
She was SPITFIRE but his SPITFIRE.
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