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Old Distillery ~Undisclosed Location, London~ Arabella Bellamy Ari never liked guns. The chaos they brought and how evil they looked. The cold, heavy metal with a perfect little trigger attached whispering for someone to pull it. They were the epitome of danger and evil and she never wanted...

The Ballroom ~Covent Garden, London~ Arabella Bellamy Nothing could’ve prepared small town girl Arabella Bellamy for the extravagant life her best friend seemed to live. Private jets, grand houses, fancy cars. In Germany she was well aware that the Porter family were well off but she never...

Snowden Residence ~ London ~ Erik Snowden Erik Snowden was no stranger when it came to holding grudges. And when it came to getting something out of those grudges he knew how to milk it. "You owe me, remember? For, ya know, using my cousin and ruinin' our lives and my happy home," he'd said...

Davies Residence ~ Kensington, London ~ Alessia Davies Alessia knew - and could tell based on his facial expressions - that her words weren't helping ease his mind just then. She hadn't told them to try, either. She wanted to make sure he knew what was waiting for him if he truly did want to go...

Davies Residence ~ Kensington, London ~ Alessia Davies Even his joke felt off, Alessia thought to herself. Normally his sarcastic comments were followed by a smile of some sort but not this one. He was still as rigid and stoic as the first day she met him; which told her something was wrong...

Davies Residence ~ Kensington, London ~ Alessia Davies Had Alessia known she was going to be as stressed out as she was, becoming a lawyer would've been the last thing she ever thought about becoming. Or maybe she would've chosen an easier specialty. Intellectual property or entertainment...

Cruisin' Around London ~ London ~ Albie Copenhagen For most of the drive, Albie had remained silent and in his thoughts. His hands remained in his lap and his eyes glued to the window next to him. So much was happening and changing and it was all happening so quickly. One second his boss'...

Warehouse 0517 (Training Centre) ~ Lower Clapton, London ~ Erik Snowden Seeing Billy after such a long time had felt so surreal. Like he was dreaming and at any moment he would wake up. The illusion would be over and he'd have a little cry before returning to normal. It'd happened before so he...

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"The Big House" (Interpol Main Safe House) Front Lounge ~ Tottenham, London ~ Arabella Bellamy At the mention of needing a little chaos in her life, Ari raised a brow at him. Chaos was the last thing she needed after living so calmly the past couple of years. Dealing with the deaths of both...

"The Big House" (Interpol Main Safe House) Front Lounge ~ Tottenham, London ~ Arabella Bellamy Arabella was finding it increasingly difficult to keep up that smile you normally gave new people you met for the first time. When she was working it was easy. You only had to hold it for a max of...

"The Big House" - Upstairs Study (Interpol Main Safe House) ~ Tottenham, London ~ Alexander King Alex agreed almost immediately when Spencer pointed out that none of their lot were going to follow the Irish. Those sitting in the room may have had their own understandings and peace agreements...

The Laundrette ~ Hackney, London ~ Jakob Stewart Jakob Stewart had no problem with strong, independent women who knew how to stand up for themselves. To begin with, it was something he looked for in a woman and was a huge turn-on for him. Just watching someone handle themselves without running...

"The Big House" (Interpol Main Safe House) Downstairs Dining Room ~ Tottenham, London~ "Your family is alive," said Agent Walsh. Her arms were crossed in front of her chest with a semi-bored look on her face. She'd made this visit three times already and she wanted so desperately to get out...

"The Big House" (Interpol Main Safe House) Front Lounge ~ Tottenham, London ~ Arabella Bellamy Arabella Bellamy sat in an armchair with her legs crossed in a house she'd never been to before. Her hands rubbed against her jeans over and over and over again, trying to wipe away the sweat...