(i glanced over at y/n , who had pushed her glasses up her nose and was studying a map of thiago casa's house, frowning slightly. i was told to study it with her, since we'd be the ones hunting actually kidnapping and torturing him. our younger siblings- my brother and her sister- would stand by in case of an emergency. i peered silently over her shoulder, coldness emanating from me in waves)
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