"Is everything alright?" Sitting comfortably in a Lockheed lounge, Blake Turner, the leader of 'The Devils', the most dangerous mafia organisation in England, asked. His hawk-like sharp eyes were glued to the laptop screen as he was checking some statistics. "Yes, sir." One of his men replied, bowing his head. "Any news from Shadow?" He asked, his thick shaped brows forming a frown. "Master." A cold female voice reverberated in the room, gaining the attention of every man present there. The leader side-glanced at the lady who bowed to him, putting her fist on her chest. Her face was covered with a black mask, leaving a pair of upturned eyes. Her jet black hair was tied into a high ponytail while a few hair strands fell on her forehead. Her slender yet toned body was hugged by black robes, covering every inch of her skin. "Mission accomplished." Her emotionless voice was heard again. Her pair of fierce eyes glanced at the leader as she finished her sentence. "I knew Shado
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