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Chapter 2 The test

             

                   "Know your worth and they can never play you"

Natalie went to her father's office and took the files she had to study before her father had signed them. She went through the reports given, flipping through the pages until she stopped at one. Took one closer look at the stamp on the paper which was put exactly in the box, perfectly aligned. It was obvious to her it was fake.

No genuine receipt is taken care of that specifically, that the stamp is entirely in the box as much as center-aligned. There are many receipts to stamp. No one has this much time to care about the same details, this was obviously done by a rival gang who just had one receipt to take care of and did it perfectly, which turned out to be their biggest mistake. She looked at the receipt, and it turned out to be a normal receipt for construction material. 

She realized two things. Firstly that it was a test, a test to see if they would notice the difference or not before they took a step ahead in their plan by taking bigger advantage of this carelessness. And secondly that they have a traitor in the gang who put the receipt in the file.

She took the receipt and went to her room and called Isaac. 

Isaac was the most trusted member. He was like a son to Dimitri. He proved his sincerity for the gang numerous times as well as took bullets for  Dimitri and Natalie without a second thought for his well-being.

"What happened pearl?"  

He always called her pearl or Nat mostly and loved her like his sister. Natalie would always smile at the nickname as he was like an elder brother she never had.

"I was looking through the receipts and found a fake one. It was a test, we need to show them we take tests, not give them."

" Who  did it ?"

"There is only one gang out there with enough balls to do this"

Isaac smiled, knowing its time for some fun.

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They took out the guns and went ahead in their car to a shack, to others it would be a worthless little distorted hut, but only a few knew its actual worth.

It was the underground storehouse for the Smirnov's drug products in the desolated area of the forest. No one could guess that it was storing loads of drugs, worth millions. It only had two guards to not get much attention.

Natalie thought it was indeed a smart choice but they forget that there were smarter people around as well. She felt intrigued as to why a shack needs any guards at all and that too always present all the time. It must have something important. It didn't take her much time to realize it had to be drugs, stored underground because the shack was not big enough. But keep this information to herself for use in the future. Now the time had come.

They drove near to the forest and started walking to the shack quietly.

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The drug storehouse of the Smirnovs.

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Adrian woke up before his alarm could buzz, he didn't need one but just had the adrenaline to turn it off before it could even ring. Quite a morning person.

He wore a shirt and went around the mansion to check if everything was okay. He was a focused and disciplined person, utterly devoted to his father's mafia. He would put nothing else first, not even himself. 

He went to his gym to work out for an hour. Then continued to practice further his martial art skills, he was a black belt in taekwondo after all. It helped him relax and was a source of peace in his life. He has faced the loss of people close to him and developed thick layers of leather around his heart to not let anyone in anymore as he thinks he destroys people who love him.

He took a shower and noticed that it was now around 8, then went to the room next door.

" Wake up, it's time to put your  brain to use"

" School doesn't let us use our brain because they are scared that we can outsmart them" Timofey his 11-year-old brother answered. 

" Yeah yeah big scheme against you, you're doomed" Adrian rolled his eyes and replied sarcastically. Timofey huffed and got up. 

Adrian ruffled his hair and went out of his room. 

"Get dressed, I'll make you breakfast"

He went downstairs to the kitchen and started making breakfast for Timofey when Adrian's father, Roman walked into the dining room while wearing his watch.

"Morning" 

"We have a problem down the storehouse. You need to leave now. No one is picking up the calls."

"Will do"

Adrian asked the cooks to make breakfast and started walking towards his car. It was how his relationship was with his dad, just work no emotions.

"Where are we going, mate ?" Leonid his closest friend asked him while walking down the vestibule, behind him.

"I am going to the storehouse, you are going to drop off  Tim at school and for the last time you're not British"

"Ok, I'll drop him off, mate"

Adrian stopped and that's all it took Leonid to flee away. As Adrian turned around he saw Leo's little figure running like a mad man. Scared little shit, he thought as he shook his head and continued his journey.

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 Natalie and Isaac sneaked into the shack from the window and spotted two guards by the door smoking peacefully. They seemed to be quite relaxed and unattentive, probably because they thought no one would get to know about this place.

Natalie nodded at Isaac. He sneaked towards them & hit one of them with his gun on the back of his head knocking him out and as the other turned around to the noise, Natalie who stood behind him, hit him on his head, knocking him out as well.

They both then started to walk to the underground door and opened it. It was filled with packets and packets of powder worth millions. Natalie smiled at Isaac before planting a large-scale firebomb inside and getting out.

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Adrian drove to the shack and noticed waves of smoke coming out of it from a distance. He immediately hit the gas pedal &vdrove there. Reaching the place he ran to the door once he noticed the guards knocked out by the door but before he could have a look inside he turned his head to the side hearing rustling of leaves at a distance. Wasting no time he took out his gun and started following the same pathway. 

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