Did Echo Kill Kingpin の小説・ストーリー

Vulwin started, standing in front of Edyrm protectively, "He didn't do anything incriminating." "But he almost killed my mate?" Elias snapped back. My heart fluttered at the mention of mate, knowing he was referring to me. Rowan turned to the king, "This is all you, isn't it?" The king shrugged, not bothering with hiding his smile, "It's only sensible to kill the other person while you deal with the King. Call it dealing with two birds at the same time." "You killed Reine, and now you want to kill her brother? Have you no shame?" Rowan bit back

The line rang once before a cold, mechanical voice answered, "We're sorry, the number you have dialed is no longer in service…" He let out a sharp, incredulous laugh, then hurled the phone to the ground. It shattered into pieces. At that very moment, Edgar raised a microphone. The entire hall fell silent. All eyes turned toward the Alpha King, waiting for his next words. Edgar lifted his hand, revealing a silver ring gleaming under the chandeliers. It had a rare moonstone that symbolized bond and sovereignty. "I'll have a marking ceremony, here and now," he announced with a measured smile. "You now have your Luna Queen."

“What did you say?” “I agreed. It’s not like I could say he is dead.” “We don’t know that.” I mutter back as I continue to watch Daphne. “Come on Linc, what are the chances he is alive? For all I know it was one of us that may have killed him.” “We don’t know who he is. He may have slipped through. As Daphne kindly reminded me. Snare slipped through. Kaitlin slipped through and she slipped through.” “The old King wanted all the ones that crossed the line dead, yet he fathered one himself.”

I changed the subject, trying to divert the stares from my new friend. “We got one in the tank right now, Kellen, and I got to question him today,” Mike's eyes shifted to Kellen before focusing back on me. “We couldn’t get anything out of him, just that we have something the rogue king wants. He wouldn’t say anymore, even after Kellen gave him a brutal beat down. We won’t get the chance to question him anymore-“ “What why?” I questioned Mike. Mike cleared his throat. “He killed himself, he had a cyanide wolfsbane pill under a tooth, and broke it before we could ask him what that something was.” He shoveled more food into his mouth.

On his knuckles were rings that I was sure would hurt if he punched someone. He was stout and stocky, making him look like he was waddling like a penguin, but I knew he was dangerous. The Kingpin looked at me and smiled, revealing the golden dentures he had. "We have received word from your home, princess, and believe me when I tell you, you will expect nothing but the best care in my custody," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. I knew he would kill me and definitely send back a body part of mine as a job well done.

King freezes as he feels the tip of the barrel point against his head. King burst out laughing, “Look who has finally arrived. I was waiting for you.” She only but presses the barrel deeper into the back of his head. “I said untie him.” “Trinity, drop the gun.” I hear as King tries to talk her down. “You are not really going to shoot me.”

the waiting guard to lead the way to my men. The dungeon was dark and cold. I could sense the anger and nervousness of my men before we reached the large cell where they were being held. They must have realized that the assassin they escorted was actually me at some point during the previous night's skirmish. Movement caught my eye as we came closer and I realized Xaviar was pacing in the cell, anxiety radiating from him. "Princess!", he gasped as he noticed I was approaching. "We thought he had killed you!" "I am alive and well, Xaviar. There are things I need to fill you in on and I need you to deliver a message to my father. I assume you have revealed the truth to the rest of the men?" I

Everyone had one question: who killed him and why? ‘Friends!’, he cried again to attract attention. Everyone looked at him. ‘ I know, you don’t know me. Neither do you consider me as one of yours? But tonight a crime has been committed. Your king has been murdered.’ Again whispering arose. ‘ Who killed him?’, someone asked. -‘Where is Karseus?’, another one joined. -‘Why should we listen to whatever you have to say? Who are you?’, the third one put in.

I didn’t give Luca another chance to perform love. I just turned around and walked away. Out of the hospital. Once I was outside, I took out my phone and called the number I had once heard whispered about in circles where power, money, and disappearance could all be bought. The line connected almost immediately. “I want to commission a death.” The woman on the other end didn’t sound surprised. “Go on.” “I need to disappear within three days,” I said. “Completely. No trail. No body. No way for anyone to find me. I want the world to believe I’m dead.”

Not amateurs. Volkov’s men. I recognize the tattoos when we corner the one still breathing. He’s bleeding from his shoulder, backed against the wall, gun empty. Smart enough to know he’s already dead. “Who sent you?” I ask calmly. He spits blood. “Go to hell.” I shot him in the knee. His scream echoes through the mansion. “Wrong answer,” I say. “Who gave you the codes?” “I don’t” I press the gun to his other knee.