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22. Vanya
"And what's over there?" - Sean asked, pointing to the training center. Explaining things to a boy who doesn't know who we really are… who he really is, turned out to be harder than I initially thought. But I must admit his curious mind and eyes wide in awe gave me a lot of hope they would soon come here to stay. "That's a training center. We have our private police here to keep us safe, and that's their headquarters." - I explained. "Auntie wouldn't like that." - he said and my head flew his way in confusion - "She says that cops were established to give good people like her speeding tickets." I barked out with laughter. That sounds exactly like something Chelsea would say. "I can assure you that they aren't giving out any tickets." "I don't mind." - Sean shrugged - "She does dr
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