Later on, Evelina and her brother's subordinates arrived at a clearing where a row of bulletproof, military-grade SUVs were parked. Regular luxury cars were simply not practical in such a remote location, where the roads were mostly unpaved.
Her older brother, Nikolai Vetrov, was already there, engaged in conversation with some of his men. A single glance was enough to identify him as the leader. He exuded power and an aura of danger, and his cold expression gave away no emotion to his subordinates.
His eyes were green like Evelina's, but hers shone like bright emeralds, while his had a darker, olive hue. At times, they would darken so much that they seemed almost black, particularly when he was in a deadly, predatory mood. In contrast to her blonde curls, he had jet-black hair, which made it easier for him to disappear into the shadows.
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