Assassination On Mustafar Novels & Stories

“The mastermind got everything ready for us. You don’t have any choice.” “Okay.” Olympias nodded and asked Goswin, “Are you sure?” “That assassin confessed in the early hours of this morning,” Goswin replied. “Someone secretly recorded Master Ansel’s and his accomplices’ conversation in his study yesterday. They were plotting how to assassinate you after they returned yesterday.”

Macgonnel smirks waiting for the right moment to blow his head off Madeye clears his throat " twenty three years ago on that day of the attack.... He joined us saying he was sent by an important person to kill you , well I knew it was impossible but I let him join after all I also wanted you dead " *Macgonnel scoffs* " So he joined our group and we attacked the base .. and when he pulled the trigger on you , your wife took the bullet , he ran way seeing he had failed that was the last time I saw him . The entire room was silent, everyone was shocked . That is a massive plot twist, an assassin disguised himself as a terrorist to kill the general. Macgonnel smirks looking at madeye closely , h

"Regret it? Too late! We're both going to die!" Pushed to the brink by pain and regret, Cassius snapped. He wrapped his hands around Lyra's throat and roared, "Die! You viper! You ruined everything!" Lyra thrashed in his grip, but eventually went limp and died. When Theron heard about it, he just nodded indifferently. "Serves them right." Then came the critical day—the day Theron was assassinated in my past life. I gripped his hand tight and activated the temple's strongest defense arrays. "You are not going anywhere today!" I said nervously. "The stars show a bloodbath!"

"His men were always around. One wrong move, I'd be Swiss cheese before I could complete the mission." Olek shook his head. "Save that bullshit for some rookie who'll swallow it. Not me. You're one of the best assassins breathing, Raven. With top-tier training. I've seen you end a man with a goddamn paperclip without blinking. Thigh holsters, ring blades, poison lipstick. You could've garroted him mid-fuck and walked away whistling. But no. You've lost the plot entirely. Sleeping with the man you're supposed to kill. The man who murdered your sister."

He didn't give him a chance to respond before firing his gun at the center of his head in one smooth shot. Blood leaked from the hole on his head onto the shiny black tiles of Darius’ office. The instructions were not needed before the men took him away and the cleaning crew dashed in to take care of the mess. “Ah Alina! Come, come forward.” Darius waved for her to move closer to him seated behind the dark brown and white mahogany desk.

Another page. "At 2:19 AM the first operative died." Another page. "At 2:23 AM the second operative died." Another. "At 2:28 AM communication was lost." Marco looked stunned. "Your mother killed them?" Gabriel nodded. "Three of them." The room fell silent. Because nobody had imagined that. Not Aruna. Not Dante. Not anyone. Elena. The woman Aruna remembered as gentle and kind. Had eliminated professional assassins. To protect her child.

I strolled down to my throne, each step bore heavy burden. Time was ticking, people had began talking to my face. I needed to shut them up alongside the mastermind of these vicious acts. Again, I opened the laptop and rewound to the engagement party, the part Madre was shot to be precise. Taking a greedy swig, I held back from shedding a tear. Mama wouldn't approve of it. I pressed closer, watching each movement. The assassin's hand was to my mother, his gun stretched forward… behind him, a hand also had a gun stretched. He was on their uniform black sleeves.

I retorted. “There are many ways to kill. Brute force doesn’t equate to all of them, not even many. Death was my job, and I found it worked best when you had the element of surprise. Assassins prefer a silent, clean kill. Blood and gore is extra.” He tried a smile, but his eyes were far away and hollow.

“It was intercepted sir. Cornered by a few unidentified gunmen this morning at 12th avenue FESTAC road. I am afraid everyone there was shot dead, including Madinni” “what?!” both the director and nena exclaimed in shock. They couldn’t believe their ears. This was a major setback to their special case and they couldn’t believe how fast it had come. “how did it happen” Nena asked “who did this” Jasper threw a surprised look at the question as he replied “ you guess” “maestro?” Nena suggested “bravo miss Nena” the director interjected with a sarcastic response “you are finally catching up young lady”

Dante must have been attacked and shot by an assassin. But who could that be?