Turgent friendships I

Ayden hunted down Arya's brother, well, not literally, but he sent for him. He was not a generally violet person, but the brother of Arya, the mother of his son, was a pain in the ass that had to be removed.

He didn't plan to end her life, but to give her a dressing down in such a way that he would never bother her again.

“Sir, Emory, the package has arrived in hold three,” John Burwell advises his boss, who is sitting in the back of the SUV.

“Okay, take me there.” he asks and the other obeys.

Upon arrival, Jeff is surprised to see him alone, he was afraid it was a trap.

“Hello, hello, Mr. almighty!” greets Jeff arrogantly to Ayden. “And my little sister? I thought she'd come to see me and say hello.”

Ayden, who has dedicated herself not only to working on her musculature, but also, the art of meditation—although the latter doesn't help her much when it comes to her sister – also jiujitsu. He breathes patiently so as not to hit him at the drop of a hat.

“You see, Jeff, here's the thin