Assassination Note の小説・ストーリー

Leanunya countered, not budging an inch. Wolferan sighed, before speaking, “I am asking as it will give me a better understanding of why you chose to become an assassin, a criminal” Leanunya huffed, “alright you want to know? Well, I was left with an old woman who didn’t even know how to take care of herself ok?”

He looked very different from the previous timeline, where he acted like he was God’s gift to the world. When threatened, even vermin fought to survive, much less Luis. He appeared anxious as he tried to get himself out of this predicament. “It was my fault that I arrived late, but Cara has always mistreated Bianca, using her pregnancy as an excuse to do whatever she wanted. Before leaving, she even stole my communication device. I didn’t even know there was an assassination attempt!” My heart skipped a beat when he said this. I gave a bitter laugh. The communication device I had begged for had suddenly become something I had stolen.

"So, last night, after we held the meeting, I decided to commence with the investigation. I planned to interrogate the maid who served Cassie's breakfast the morning she got poisoned, only for me to arrive there and learn from her colleagues that she drowned herself in her bathtub. She even left a suicide note. Here it is'' He explains as he places the note on the table. I lifelessly stretch my hand forward and pick up the note that has been neatly folded. When I open it, I quickly scan through,reading as fast as I can and indeed, it is a suicide note, which explains why she tried to kill Cassie, how sorry she is and why she decided to end her life. Without saying a word, I quietly place th

So many ways to make it look like tragedy rather than murder. The assassin had been hired by High Lord Cassian Thornwood to eliminate his niece. Make it look like an accident. Leave no trace that led back to the Fae Court. And the Northern Pack Summit...scheduled in just six days...provided the perfect opportunity. Chaos. Politics. Hundreds of wolves gathered in one place. Security stretched thin trying to monitor everyone. The perfect cover for an assassination. The assassin pulled out a small notebook and added today's observations to the growing list:

“Initial scans show no tampering with the gates. They might’ve come from underground or been helped from inside.” “Infiltration,” Rhett murmured darkly. “Someone close to us.” Killan hesitated. “There’s one more thing.” Rhett turned to him sharply. “What?” “One of the prisoners… the youngest, the one you hit in the ribs—he had a note tucked into his boot. It didn’t burn with the others.” Killan handed over the small blood-stained paper. Rhett opened it. Four words stared back at him: This is only beginning. His hand tightened around the note, veins bulging at his wrist. He looked back at the corpses.

"On the other hand, Nathaniel was released from the detention center, but he received a note that told him to come out one hour later." "He couldn't figure out why, but he did as told since the handwriting on the note belonged to Mango." "The fact that Nathaniel could get out of the detention center showed how powerful he was. So, the officers would surely let him stay for another hour without asking why as long as Nathaniel gave them some money." "The media reporters waited outside for more than half an hour, but nothing happened. Instead, Ned drove away and there was news that Mango had been assassinated suddenly. So, they hurriedly rushed to the hospital with their cameras."

Carolina counteracted. "I thought as much but after I found a suicide note on her table with a bottle of a very poisonous liquid beside it, I assumed she jumped off the roof to end her life. Guess I was wrong" Connor uttered. "Roseanne left a suicide note?" Carolina thought aloud, her mind began to quaver as she began to think deeply about what Connor had told her but she refused to let herself believe the possibility of Roseanne committing suicide. "That's impossible, how are you sure that someone had not forged that note? I'm sure it can't be Roseanne. She was killed by someone in the mansion" Carolina stood her ground.

Caleb rose, intending to step outside for some air, when something caught his eye—a leather folder partially hidden beneath a stack of papers on the sideboard. Curiosity got the better of him. Glancing around to ensure he was alone, Caleb pulled the folder free. The first page froze him in place: a detailed document outlining the logistics of an assassination attempt from years ago. The target was a political figure he recognized, someone who had gone missing under mysterious circumstances.

Bob asked as he felt his heart thumping faster than the average beat. "What did you guys do with the assassin's body that tried to kill Selena?" Gabriel mumbled. "We have not gotten rid of it yet. Since the accident, you have not told us what to do with the corpse, so we kept it downstairs in the basement refrigerator." "Good, I need you to make a delivery to an address with the note I am about to draft." Bob watched the murderous look on his boss' face as Gabriel wrote on a piece of white paper, and he asked no further question.

Alex made another run through the report she just typed inside her room, Monday the following week, reading carefully. Over the weekend, Alex kept herself in her room, doing two reports over the incident that she was involved in. One for the CIA, where all the details had been mentioned clearly and the one for the FBI, where some information were omitted, like the appearance of Saood. She only mentioned the description of the man involved as well as the two guards and the stadium guard that she was able to shoot before her gun was taken from her.