Nadia hesitated. Then, for the first time in years, she took her sister’s hand.
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...
“Nervous, little sister?” Nadia didn’t look up, but a smirk played on her lips. Nadia hesitated
In one motion, she flicked the whetstone from her pocket. It wasn’t a weapon. It was a distraction. Nadia’s eyes flicked for a millisecond—enough time for Elena to drop, roll, and sweep her sister’s legs. The pistol fired, shattering a vase behind them. The shot was deafening. “Mother always said you were the favorite
“There’s no ‘split’ in Orion’s world. Only one predator at the top.” Nadia’s finger tightened.
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.
“Drop it, Vixen.”