Monaxiá

Part fourteen - football

Anthony's POV:

We sit silently as steve and Nick talk quietly at nicks desk.

Many of us sit around impatiently waiting for Steve to translate the Russian letter we found addressed to Ella and signed from Igor in the man's backpack we found last night. Many of us includes me, Leo Sebastian some of Alex's boys except Charlie, Mason, atlas and Lorenzo.

Even Alessandro, Riccardo and Luciano thought this suspicious letter was worth flying to America for, also probably an excuse to try meet Ella.

"Okay here." Nick hands Steve the crumpled letter and instantly Steve's face turns pale.

Steve, and ex-military veteran and now serves as our head of our more private security teams pales as a letter addressed to my daughter.

"Uh-" Steve stumbles over his words as he sits himself back down in his chair, wiping his forehead as he leans in to reading the second, third and fourth page of the letter he finally finishes and looks up and around us with little to no colour in his face.

"What is it?" Nathan asks loosing his patience. We've waited for this letter to be translated for almost two days now as Nick was worried something would hack into any online translators we would use and steal some maybe critical information, and so we had to wait for the most trusted person who knows Russian to come and translate this letter as we can't trust anyone else. This even made me miss Zach's football game and not be able to be there for Ella either.

"Uh- uh, a love letter. A very ..detailed ..love letter." He says looking extremely sheepish as he re-reads some of the pages. My heart drops and my gaze stares daggers into Steve's profile begging him to start laughing and tell me it's a joke.

"A love letter?" Levi asks now leaning forward in his seat as we all start looking more and more angry.

"Is that a fucking sick joke?" He asks with his voice getting louder as Nick quickly hushes him, "to who? And from who?" Nick asks simply with anger laced in his voice wanting to confirm if this love letter truly is written for his little niece.

"T-to Ella." Steve says quietly, sick probably rising in his throat, "..from ..Igor." He says as he turns the page showing us all Igor Ivanovs signature once again confirming what we all dreaded.

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Ellas POV:

I watch at the cheerleaders dance and chant as the person in the field with a microphone announces the school team. From what I've seen since I've got her is the school colours of the school my cousins and maybe even me in the future is white and black and a deep purple and the 'animal' they call themselves is a panther.

A lot of the school including Zach's footballs teams uniforms are made of the three colours and a cool panther emblem on the chest with the names of the players and their numbers on the back.

Zacks name on his shirt simply says Zack and his number is 18, yet a lot of people I've overheard talking are referring to him as 16 before correcting themselves to 18.

Guess he changed his number recently..

Me, Alex, Charlie and the twins are all sat on the bleachers watching as the football teams run onto the field hyped for the game, "look, there's zach." Charlie says pointing to the guy in the field seemingly calm with the number 18 on his kit.

Nervously i pick at my hands as they all eventually stop the loud cheering and go silent as the teams get in their positions.

Personally, I know nothing about American football. I know about rugby and English football or 'soccer' but I don't think I've watched more than 5 minutes of American football.