Our group

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MILLER’S POV By the time we reached the hall, Jacob and David were coming out from their meeting room with hands full of weapons. They shared it among themselves, and Isabelle tucked her g*n inside the back of her jeans. A small dagger was hid inside her boots and a larger one, below her knees. Steadying up, Isabelle then took a Smith and Wesson and handed it over to me. “Just in case. It won’t be needed, but still…” “Don’t worry, I have my Glock.” I said and took out my g*n to show her. “Okay. It may or may not come in handy. But be careful.” I acknowledged her with a nod and tilted my head to see David and Jacob looking at us curiously. “Shall we leave kids?” David asked, smirking, and I thought I saw Jacob nudging Isabelle from the corner.   Though I insisted on driving my car, t

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