Assassination Note Novels & Stories

And beside it, a folded note, partly hidden by debris. My hands shook as I unfolded it. D - Meet at second location if original fails. Bring the Ruby Wolf's blood sample or don't come at all. Remember your oath. -L I cursed quietly. Lysandra had not only left the knife but a written note. Either the Queen's possession had made her careless, or she'd planned this betrayal of her own. I burned the note with my lighter, watching the last proof crumble to ash. "Finding answers, Beta?" I nearly jumped at Ronan's voice. The assassin stood ten feet away, his face bruised from the fight but his eyes sharp as ever.

I sent them multiple texts and tried calling them but they aren't picking up. I kept wondering who was behind the attack. Antonio never attacks unless it involves money. The fact that he accepted to assassinate me, shows that the person who sent him is paying him a lot of money. The bullet was meant for me, not Annah. Leaning my head back I shut my eyes as I waited for my sister to regain her consciousness. - - ┈┈∘┈˃̶༒˂̶┈∘┈┈ - -

"She wanted the boy dead just to hurt the people who loved him... Cassian, I looked at Cassian, desperate for a shred of the warmth from the previous night. But the man who had worshipped my body was gone. In his place was the cold, calculating Lord of the Moretti Estate, and his eyes were fixed on the note that named me a murderer and a catalyst for Asher’s near-death. Cassian looked at me, though coldly.. he must make a decision… “No one mentions this note or this incident again," he declared, his eyes sweeping over the room…

Even though he was uneasy and felt something was wrong while sweating profusely, he still buckled himself up acting tough. “Boss, those assassin's dead body was sent here this morning with a note… and there was a note inside the pocket of the leader of the assassin,” Mr. Einstein clenched his fist tightly and his knuckles turning white, the sweat that form as a dew on his forehead started falling desperately as if they are breaking free from his prison. His leg felt weak, his eyes became dull and he let out a defeated sigh. Knowing that his boss was silent, the Personal assistant continues.

After Antonio discovered Nadia's dead body, a certain uneasiness settled over him. When he stepped down from the car to examine her, he found a note pinned to her neck with a knife. The note was soaked in blood, but he could clearly see the words written on it in black ink. Just two words. 'Game on!' Instantly he turned around and headed back to the car, looking around furtively. Whoever killed her and hung her there could still be around, and with Isabella with him, he didn't want to take any chances.

"This is very hard to say but we found Monica's body a few minutes ago. It was right outside your door." Tears rolled down her face as she spoke. "What? That cannot be possible." My throat tightened and I felt tears starting in my own eyes. "This is very strange. Did she collapse or have a heart attack?" Lucius said with his eyebrows pulled together. "She was shot in the head. I believe an assassin came here to kill you both. We found a note on her body." She pulled out a crumpled piece of paper and read it out loud.

The room went quiet. Arranged. Not killed in a struggle, not dropped where they fell. Arranged. That detail landed in my memory and connected to something I had not thought about in years — a specific case, nearly a decade ago, a political assassination in a neighboring territory that had never been officially solved. I had seen the scene reports. Three guards, throats cut, bodies positioned. Guild work. Assassin's guild, specifically — one of the old groups that operated across territory lines and left arrangements as a signature. A message that said: we were here, we did this, and you couldn't stop us.

(Dead Assassin) One of the assassin that wanted to act gloriously died when a bullet blasted his skull right open. It was a simply like a scene of a fish that jumps out of water and got skewered by a harpoon. “……S.W.A.T unit! Boxed in!!..advance!!!….let no one escape!!..”.(Commissioner Layla)

'' Sylvia said. ''And how will you know that or are you suddenly a seer?'' Remus asked. Sylvia detected an angry undertone in his voice but the last thing she would do was to pick up a fight with him. This was not the time for that, at all. ''I've been very observant and if both attacks are related then we're dealing with one person. Now, have you noticed that after every attack, the attacker leaves something behind? The first one at the gala was the assassins who were killed, bearing your insignia. Now, this note was left.''

The officer hesitated before speaking, looking directly into Nick’s eyes. “There has been another assassination in town, this morning,” Nick ran his hand through his black hair, he had forgotten all about that other case, because of Gonzalez’s case. Now that assassin was at it again, and from the little intel he had gathered. That particular assassin only operated once a week.