Soraya’s POV
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Xander and I walked into the second warehouse, my hand in his as his men quietly greeted him and acknowledged me. We made quite a congruent pair, he had on black casual suit pants, a black male dress shirt with Versace Oxford lace up shoes. He’s style different from mine but some how we just worked.
I had enjoyed my time at the shooting range room. Holding a gun in my hands had been so exciting. The adrenaline pumping through me every time I fired and heard the bang. Looking at the many different guns as Xander showed me how to disassemble and assemble them, how to load them and aim.
I kept thinking about how I never wanted to be caught not ready should anyone of our enemies try anything one day. I was going to protect my family at all costs.
Xander took me to a of
