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Kieran's P.O.V.
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~ About three years later. Kieran, Age: 15 ~
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"Another successful mission," Uncle Mal said as we slid into the backseat of his car.
I chuckled as I pulled the black gloves from my hands.
"You've been doing really well Kieran," he added.
"Thanks," I replied, feeling pleased.
It's been years of me learning the family biz right by Uncle Mal's side. I love it. It's been great, and I'm so good at what I do. I pick up on things quickly, I'm skilled with a k
