6 - Alexander.

Even though the Gurin Bratva is in Boston, they opened the door to the Estrada Cartel by pledging to buy our drugs only, allowing the family to move to Chicago. It led to the worst night of my life. The night we left Mexico. I shake my head, trying to push away the painful memories.

Ever since I learned a Gurin attended this academy, I vowed I’d make her life hell from day one, and that’s exactly what I did. That hatred has morphed and changed over the years, getting more twisted and darker the older I got.

“It’s a long story,” I say.

He nods, as Damien always knows when to push or not. “Fair enough. We don’t want to be late on our first day with Luigi.” He gives me a pointed look. “The guy still scares the shit out of me, even now I’m a senior. Don’t tell Aleks or Nik, though.”

I clap him on the back, laughing. “I think he scares most of the students here, including Aleks.”

We walk into the classroom, where most of the students have already taken their seats a few minutes before the