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I slam into one of them and kick the other in the head, then twirl before the one with the knife can stab me in the neck. A gun cocking behind my head makes me stiffen. Nostrils flaring, I raise my hands and get ready to attack, but before I can, the man behind me falls unconscious onto the floor. Turning quickly, I spot one of my fellow Assassins, Phoenix, finishing off the last two men. The hallway looks like a war zone with unconscious bodies lying in various spots on the floor. As soon as the last man is down, we both face each other. “What are you doing here?” We both ask in unison.

They hadn’t found anything nor had encountered anyone. “Still, this feels unreal. He wouldn’t just ask for help and ditch us. At least he didn’t seem like that… Damn you Seirei! Where are you?” and Ayame looks outside the window in the classroom they were in. The classroom they were in was the same one where Seirei had murdered the kappa. When they entered the classroom only the blood remained. It was almost as if someone had carried away the dead kappa outside the window from the second floor. After an hour or so, Makimi wakes up and tells Ayame to take rest.

ASH'S POV A few days have passed since what happened at our hangout place. No one tried to bring up that topic again. I was walking to the classroom when I saw Akisha walking alone. I was surprised when suddenly something came up to her. A kunai! Sh*t! I was about to run to rescue her when she suddenly bowed. It was as if she was tying something on her shoes, but there was nothing wrong with her shoes. It just depends on whether she lied to us about how weak her senses are. As I followed her, I did not realize that we were in the classroom. Until now, the murder of Miss Salvacion is still being talked about, and until now it has not been possible to determine the culprit. Soon, Sir Rios arri

I teased. As usual, she didn't respond anymore and just turned her head away from me. She keeps barking at the wrong tree. ... Dismissal of classes came. It's just me and the hooded guy left here in the classroom. I intentionally decided to be left here alone to lure him. I took a heavy breath and approached him. "So, why did you murder our classmate?" I asked. "I don't know what you're talking about." He replied flatly. "It was a dumb act of you to disguise yourself as the student council secretary."

"The nurses were executed in the medical staff room at the end of the corridor. The young doctor was shot by the elevator, and, as the blood smudges on the floor indicate, he was later dragged to the medical staff room to temporarily hide his body. The guards were killed by the staircase; they were most likely lured there by something they'd seen or heard." "No one from the lower floors heard anything, and the lights were out on the top floor only," Chris interjected. "The shooter or more likely shooters were pros. The fact that no one heard anything suggests that they used silencers. Since all the kills were done by one shot in the head, the assassins were most likely quite tall, which elim

" He reprimanded me and told me to get out of the car as soon as possible. “Ah sorry sir!” I said and immediately got of the car and went back to get inside the driver seat. I instantly started the car and drove away from the hospital parking lot. Unknown POV "Wait, what did you say?! " I pestered him again, hoping to confirm that what I had heard was correct. "The assassin failed to assassinate Mr. Dhruv Ugo Mace, and our assassin was also slain in the operation," he reported to me again. “What?! You said the assassin you hired was the greatest, but instead of executing that jerk, he was the one who died?! " I demanded an explanation for what had occurred aggressively.

Yigor complains in a low voice, as they move within the shadows. "I have the remote control for two, but those I will use in the auditorium." Vladimir casually remarks as he finishes planting the bomb on the last 5th floor. Immediately, the three assassins sense someone heading toward the corridor where they were hidden in. They heard the distinct conversation between two men. "I suhhhwore...I mean such wear I saw innnntruderrrrs." Hiccups an intoxicated male's voice. "Cameras don't lay, I mean to lie!"

“Your last essay was extraordinary. Congratulations.” She looked up before she could stop herself. His eyes were grey and very direct and for one disorienting moment the classroom simply ceased to exist. The noise dropped away. The fluorescent lights, the smell of industrial cleaner, the scrape of chairs — all of it went quiet and distant, and there was just this: his face close to hers, his eyes on hers, and a feeling like standing at the edge of something very high with no particular fear of falling. She yanked her gaze down to her hands. Her heart was hammering.

I thought I could handle this on my own, thought I could bring Zephyr back without assistance because I’m her mate, but it's not enough. “Did you see the person? Did you see the assassin?” Avani snarls. I look at him, knowing this will hurt him nearly as much as it hurts me. “It’s Zephyr, Avani. She’s the assassin.” He falls back on his butt. “What? Are you sure?” he asks. I raise an eyebrow at him. “Why would she do this? Why would she kill these shifters?” Cedric asks. “They got to her,” Avani says as realization dawns on him and he looks at me. He and I have worked together long enough. We understand each other without words.

The students who saw this were shocked and came out of their classes to see what had happened. At this time, Cobra had arrived at Queen's classroom and signaled for eight of his men to wait outside the classroom while four went inside the classroom with him. Once he was informed that the two snipers had been killed, Jett led the twenty four men with him and they entered the school, spreading out.