Assassination On Mustafar Novels & Stories

I said. Dante opened the case with shaking hands, blood still dripping from multiple wounds. He pulled out documents and photographs, spreading them across the war room table. What we saw made my blood run cold. The assassination plot was real. But it was bigger than we imagined. Not just killing moderate Council members. Killing every Alpha who had ever spoken for reform. Including Marcus. Including Freya. Including every ally who had ever helped us. Hundreds of names on a death list. And the attack was scheduled for tomorrow night.

he said, “when you first arrived, I thought you were just some quiet analyst who liked maps and numbers and coffee.” Cassius smirked slightly. “I do like coffee.” Marco shook his head a little. “Yeah. But now it turns out you’re the guy people are sending teams to assassinate.” Cassius leaned back slowly, wincing slightly from his injury but still managing a small smile. “Life is full of surprises.” Stefano looked at both of them, then spoke one final time before leaving the room. “We start planning tonight,” he said. “And when we move, we move once and we finish it. No second attempts.”

"All right." Kenji's eyebrows went up. "Oh? That was quick” he laughed. I lowered his rifle and stepped forward. I looked down in shame and I bet Kenji enjoyed it. "The name of the assassin is….." There was a gunshot. Kenji's man fell. The shot had been taken by Lorenzo. Soon anarchy followed, As bullets flew by, hitting its target in every part of their body. I sprang forward, catching Sophie and protecting her. Kenji swore and ducked under cover.

Dropping the can of water on the counter, I contemplated whether to tell her about the assassination, but she already knew who her boss was so it wouldn't be a taboo if she heard that he was assassinated, right? "We...we were assassinated last night on our way back from a meeting with his Father...and the car uh....crashed into..." I could barely complete my words because of Nana's jaw that almost touched the floor in utter bewilderment and the fear that was evident in her bulged eyes. Sighing, she hung her mouth up as if changing her mind against spilling whatever it was that she was going to say and I fought the urge to prod her for information and or answers.

We might have gotten rid of the explosives our enemies had planted before, but it was impossible to take care of the small bombs those fuckers brought with them… “Fucking Blandini!” Rowan growled as he fired, aiming at the guards that had been allegedly sent to help us. Rowan had instructed our men to keep an eye on them. What neither of us expected was that our men would be assassinated, and those cunts would use the unsecured gate to smuggle guns. I ran through the courtyard, swiftly taking out the two remaining fuckers—a clean shot in the head. “Marcello will pay for this!” I roared, but my words were immediately swallowed by the nearby explosion.

“Exactly.” I strum a chord, starting to get wrapped up in the quick back-and-forth. “Which would be why someone took you away to kill you somewhere else.” “Three deaths, three so-called accidents,” he snarls. “Someone is trying very hard to keep their hands clean.” “And they are clearly not afraid to use people. Harun, your assassin, maybe the groom driving the cart.” “My assassin was blackmailed,” he says. “Or at least I believe he was. And Iltas was a lot of fun in the sort of way I suspect wouldn’t have made it difficult to get challenging information on him.”

“Was it a power play? To show me how unwanted­­— ” A jerk and push had me shaken to my vessels and I am suddenly inches above the ground dangling on his whim, my ass firm on Alessandro’s desk with his lips in touching distance. His blazing green orbs drilling in my lens sheathed eyes. All sagas of his brutality running past my eyes, I was befuddled that his fiancé was above him. I was bulldozed level treffied now; It was like even my blood was frozen. My eyes shone in anxiousness, I trust my lens disguised.

Mathias. I could not believe the entire situation was finally over. Stasia and Mustapha had come like a raging storm. They had swept through Snow and Hill and met their demise in Forest. I bet they were certain that the victory was theirs, seeing how easy it was for them to ruin Snow and Hill, but little did they know it wouldn’t be the same. Watching Ayesha whip Stasia at the stake, I could not just help but imagine how someone like her could get into so much evil and want to rule the world. Somehow, I suspect she was the one that corrupted Mustapha. I did not feel sorry for the fool. If he, too, weren't power-hungry and greedy, he wouldn't have fallen into her trap. I wanted to pull Laila

Master Carlos and Madam Lee finally faced all the squad members from the different teams in order to address them. “Squad members attention, focus, listen and receive your assignments.” Master Carlos said with no sound excitement in his voice. “If you don’t mind Master Carlos, I would love to deliver the news of this particular assignment.” Madam Lee said with to much Joy for Sofia’s ears. “By all means go ahead.” Master Carlos answered and took a little step back so she could get all the attention she always seeks “Death Squad, the council has decided to grant you the glory of completing the assassination of Don Russo.” Madam Lee said and clapped her hands in excitement.

"Even I wouldn't have known that if I hadn't been who I am, Bruce. Jordan was full of life when Declan and I left him. Without a doubt, he had many more years to live and would have been a different person. "I was stunned when I was suddenly attacked by the assassins you sent because I knew I had not offended anyone. It wasn't until I spoke with one of the assassins that I realized they were there to kill me because of the death of the same young man I had left to go.