Assassination On Mustafar の小説・ストーリー

Morry called him as he suddenly entered the room where Assi was. He immediately stood up when he saw him. "What happened? Do you know who those people are who want to kill me?" he immediately asked him. Morry nodded softly. "It was Prince Karim's men who attacked us, Your Majesty. Only one of those assassins that we caught confessed and the other committed suicide by swallowing the poison under their tongues. Those assassins are sacrificial," Morry explained to him.

I said the moment I stepped inside. Luca and Marco exchanged a glance. “This isn’t just an internal betrayal,” Luca said, his voice cold as steel. “It’s a mass coup.” “They targeted only her,” Marco added. “That’s why they used snipers, not open gunfire.” “Yeah,” I agreed. “They wanted a quick assassination. They didn’t even shoot a single guard.” Luca’s fist slammed against the table. “Was it normal to assassinate her while she was sitting at the same table as me and Father?” he growled.

It was just like opening a window into a life she no longer belonged to. “I get it.” Her voice cracked. “This whole thing is insane. And it’s not over yet, is it?” “No,” he said quietly. “It’s not.” She looked up at him, tears brimming in her eyes. “Why me, Nicholas? Why did this happen to me?” He didn't know what to say. He was fascinated by the coincidence of the striking resemblance of Amelia and Allison and the fact she was the one who witnessed the assassination. Something was telling him it was Adrian's handwork though he didn't have any proof.

Zavian cut one hell of an imposing figure as he strode up the broad steps to the villa's entrance with confident, purposeful strides. Luca was already waiting in the soaring marble foyer with hands clasped politely behind his back. "Sir," he greeted Zavian with a respectful bow. "What's the situation?" Zavian didn't beat around the bush. Luca's face turned grim. "I'm afraid I've got some bad news, sir. Old Master Blake has been assassinated." Zavian's jaw clenched... the only visible sign of the simmering anger bubbling up inside. "And the assassin?" His voice was dangerously calm.

He could hear the heavy breathing and and whincing of man on the other side of call. The assassin looked around with heavy heart all his brothers were lying death on the floor. "Boss we lose" Hearing his words Lucifer lost his patience and became enraged. His asked in fury "What the hell are you spouting, where is Blake?" "Boss we were attacked by QA organization and queen herself visit here it seemed that she had already anticipated what we were planning. All our members are killed no one is left. I shot her and even my dagger pierced her stomach but she was alive nothing happened to her.

Nevertheless, I asked him to contact me as soon as possible. After navigating to the Chicago news, I wasn't forced to search for long. What the media was calling a slaughter was already plastered across every news source, some photos in vivid color, depicting the murder. If I didn't know any better, I'd say at least one Chicago reporter had been called ahead of the assassin, hiding in the shadows until the machine guns had gone off. Notorious Mafia Leader Shot Dead Crime Boss, Montego Fantago Killed in an Apparent Assassination

Nonetheless, they listened and none of them made a sound. "Go on the left," Ares spoke up, nodding to the left of the door to the dining room which was closed. I nodded my head as we slowly made our way towards the door, each of us taking one side. We were waiting when the door was slowly and cautiously pushed open. Ares and I made no movements an stayed hidden beside the door. As soon as one of the men stepped in, I shot him dead with my silencer. Another one entered just after the one I killed. He was about to shoot me but I was quick to react. I quickly kicked the gun out of his hand while Ares shot him right in his forehead. He fell on the ground, dead.

I shouted, surprised, “It was a big part of the plan! The date, the place, the snipers location… it was all there!” “It's useless, because it's already done,” he chuckled. “What… what is done?” I asked trying to comprehend his words. “Zhao Kang… is dead,” he stated, and casually took a sip of wine. “H… How?” “I couldn't risk that the mole would ruin the real operation again… The assassination took place today, two hours ago,” he explained, unmoved. His words felt like a sharp blade that pierced my heart. I was stunned and hurt. I looked at him in complete disbelieve. Once again, he made me feel like a fool.

If he had been armed, he may have stood a better chance. But it wasn't over yet. I may have killed Aspin, but he wasn't the brains. No far from it. The crunching of leaves had now stopped, and there stood five assassins. They had bared witness to the death of their comrades, and the air was now like a burning fire. They weren't angry about the death of their comrade, now they where angry that he wasn't able to subdue me. All of them where so cocky and arrogant. Especially the man who stood before me, a gold signet on his clothes. The General. I sneered at him, a deadly grin spreading across my face as I wrenched my dagger from Aspin's chest.

"He values talent very much. It's all because of you," Jasper Milton said meaningfully. "What do you mean?" Stella Grace did not understand. "Do you still remember when they attempted to assassinate Bettany?" Jasper asked in a deep voice. Stella nodded and said, "Yes. They first sent ten people, and then they sent another dozen." "Ten of them died. The members of the Dark Shadow took off their masks and took their photos. Those people were all talents from all over the country and they had all been legally proclaimed dead."