“Nervous, little sister?” Nadia didn’t look up, but a smirk played on her lips.
Nadia stood in the doorway, her pistol leveled. “Mother always said you were the favorite. But this? This is about who’s better .” -Vixen- Elena Koshka -Competition Between Siste...
The competition was over. The real game had just begun. “Nervous, little sister
They ran into the Budapest night—not as rivals, but as a pack. Two foxes. One bloodline. little sister?” Nadia didn’t look up
Elena found the Ghost first—a nervous man with a biometric briefcase handcuffed to his wrist. She disabled him with a pressure-point strike, her movements fluid and devastating. As she cracked the case, a red laser dot settled on her heart.