The Billionaire's Series ASSASSIN のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

"It's a shame I didn't get to meet her today," Leandro Michaelson grunted in disappointment as he waited for Lucien to get into his study room. The old Michaelson was looking so much forward to meeting Anna. But when he saw how persistent she was to leave and hunt those that had been chasing them ever since this morning, seeing how she even pointed a gun and made a warning shot to Tatum Elliot, the Mafia King was convinced this girl was not someone to be taken lightly. Leandro should be scared, noticing she is too capable despite her gender, despite her petite, very feminine physique and beauty. But seeing and realizing that she was after the jackasses who wanted to harm his grandson, he could not oppose. As a matter of fact, he did not want to disagree. He even refused to be against the idea. Her victory or failure will benefit his grandson, one way or another. Besides, he did not give the order. She was the one dead set on going after the enemy. He could make it

Brianna moved according to her plans. She skillfully moved from the rooftop of the building she got into. It was early in the evening. Residents inside their homes must have been busy preparing for their respective dinners while working people must still be on their way home that the coast was clear for Brianna to get to where she was heading. She used the fire exit stairway to avoid the surveillance camera in the hallways and inside the lift. It is common for some residents who live on the lower floors to take the stairs than wait for the elevator, so it wouldn't have been too catchy if she chose the stairs to climb up. "Send men to follow her carefully. If they need to do as she does, do it," Lucien ordered. "Do we have any idea how many people are present in the target area?" "Negative, Sir," Tatum replied. "We have no way to check the number of people inside the building of target. And our men will enter the building from different directions

Everyone in the room did not dare chase her. The men surrounding Charles checked on him where he got shot.The team leader was frightened to realize that the bullet hit the man only an inch to his heart! He knew because that is one of their skills. As mercenaries, they are to know the fatal points of their targets. And he was sure that shot was an unequivocal warning. She said her piece and made a clear proof she wasn't just kidding around. Had she wanted to kill Charles, there was no stopping her from shooting the old man right into his heart, but she still left an inch to keep him alive. They are almost convinced she was the Big B, Boss B, that they knew. They have never seen her face clearly as she would always wear a cap covering almost half her face whenever they are all together. She would cover her face with black paint when they are on a mission that even without a cap, she is unrecognizable. But today, they saw a face with her hair neatly tied

As Jack has had in mind, he called the mercenaries' team leader, Blake Gordon."Blake, it's me, Jack.""Hey, did you know what happened?" Blake asked. No one other than Charles and Jack knew about their blood relations, so other thought Jack was only one of them, but he is in the IT area. "Can I have a word with you, alone?" Jack asked with a firm tone. Blake would understand his message Jack was pretty sure of it."I have been thinking about doing the same thing," Blake replied.Blake wanted to ask Jack to help locate their families being held by Charles as his threat for his team to execute this last mission. But He could not make a decent move with Charles keenly watching them. Jack is the closest to Boss B, and with how things have turned, Blake feels like Jack is with Boss B in all these. "Where would you like to meet?" Blake eagerly asked. Having Jack and Boss B on their side, even if it is against Charles, shut or not, they have the best chance

Before the old Michaelson could even calm down from his engulfing anger towards his stubborn assistant, Enzo, the youngest IT in the team, called for their attention. "I got her file. Not much, but I got what there is to find," the guy with Anthony on his ID sheepishly stated. "Show me," Leandro Michaelson answered instantly. He did not mind what the guy just said about not having much. He was too eager to care and too keen to know anything there is about this impressive girl. An A4 file with details filled the widescreen right in front of Leandro, and he meticulously checked almost every letter on every word written on the file. But to his great disappointment, the file only has her name, age, academic records, phone number, and home address. But as the written name was Brianna Peters, Leandro did not realize that Anna was Brianna. The person with the name Brianna Peters which Charles Anderson had blurted out when Anna appeare