TWENTY NINE

Jane took a quick pick at her sister Stacy before returning her stare to Xander with a shit look still on her face.

"You want me to apologize for this low life?" Her voice sounded like she just came back from hell.

This time, Stacy didn't give a response, the furrows of her brows were enough for Jane already.

"Over my dead body am I going to apologize to this piece of shit?" She replied turning around to head back to the car.

But she was knocked off by a strange force, flying right into Xander's hands who held her in place.

He looked downwards and seemed to return to his senses, dropping her back to the floor.

"You!" Jane growled but her words were firmly ignored as she didn't notice what was before her.

A group of men all in black covered up their heads and only left out their eyes so that they would be able to see.

The time between Stacy recognizing who they were was short. They were assassins.

But who could have sent them to kill the Mayor was the words that ran through her mind. B

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