Chapter 8 Let's see if you have the ability

"I demand the results within thirty minutes," she asserted firmly before abruptly ending the call. A smug grin played upon her lips as she thought, "Marriane, you've truly provoked the wrong person, and I guarantee you'll never open that stupid mouth of yours. I will make sure you never talk again. I will teach you a real lesson for talking I'll of my mother.

A notification chimed on her phone, capturing her attention. She swiftly checked the message, sent by her assistant.

"Boss, you've received an offer. Mr. Rich wants you to eliminate this man," the message conveyed. Attached was a picture of a middle-aged man with a cold demeanor and intricate body tattoos.

"What's the price?" she inquired.

"Five hundred thousand dollars."

"Impressive. Gather more information about the target; the job must be completed today."

"Understood, Boss."

Emily was not an ordinary assassin. She selectively targeted individuals who deserved retribution—those who preyed on the vulnerable and made their