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ARTEMIS AKA WOLF

I stand at our appointed table, conversing with Deniz Avci who is the kingpin of the Turkish family. They reside in the upper east end of Linkin and he specialises in trafficking and selling narcotics.

He has come to the gala tonight in honour of my late father.

The entire galas focus is to honour the late and prestigious Kingpins before our generation.

"Wolf, I had no idea your wife was this young and beautiful," Zeynep gushes over Red. "The gold sequin gown accentuates your hips and your hair." She gasps. "Is that your real colour?"

I cast a sidelong glance at Red admiring the way her cheeks flush from Zeyneps compliments. "Yes, this is my natural hair colour. My father believes it is a throwback gene from his side."

"It's such an exotic colour and I love it,"

One of the venue waiters approaches our table with a silver tray filled with flutes of white wine. Zeynep leans over the table and snatches two from the tray, passing one to Red.

"Bottoms up, askim