“Drop it, Vixen.”
Elena stood over Nadia, the data chip in her hand. Her sister glared up at her, fury and grudging respect in her eyes. -Vixen- Elena Koshka -Competition Between Siste...
The competition was over. The real game had just begun. “Drop it, Vixen
Elena held up the file—a simple data chip. “It doesn’t have to be a kill shot, Nadia. We can split it.” Vixen.” Elena stood over Nadia
Nadia hesitated. Then, for the first time in years, she took her sister’s hand.