Icarus Hitman 3 Novels & Stories

My smile got larger as I heard him chuckle. “I’m so fucking glad you just said that. I love you too baby, see you soon.” I drove like a maniac to the police station, irritation going through me as it took me fucking forever to find a car parking space. The station was huge, stretching a whole side of the road. As I locked my car and tried to dodge traffic to walk over I saw him. Sitting on the wall outside with his hood up covering most of his face. I could tell it was him by his build and his tattoo on his right hand. I walked closer to him, his head still down. I managed to grab his knee before he even looked up. When he did I gasped. “What is that?” I asked, a huge white plaster going dia

he whispered before firing the gun without breaking contact with Keisha. She looked to her left and saw the target with a bullet in its head. Keisha sharply inhaled before taking the gun away from him. "Arrogance will only get you killed, Eros." Keisha put the gun against his chest, directly in front of his heart. His men were quick to act and were about to tackle her when she raised the gun and pointed it at the target. She pulled the trigger and the bullet pierced the mannequin's heart.

Could it be? He let go of the woman and rushed to the man face down on the ground with an arrow sticking out of him. Two other large warriors lay crumpled beside him. Each of them seemed to have one of his arms, as if they had been dragging him. The woman fell to her knees beside the prone figure. "Brandur, min kjære, vær så snill å åpne øynene dine. Snakk til meg. (Brandur, my love, please open your eyes. Speak to me.)" The woman's voice caught on a sob as she stroked the man's bloody head.

ller) Anita: Are you the hitman my friend told me about? Hitman: Yes Anita: In that case, I need you to do one simple job Hitman: What is it? Anita: (she shows him a picture of Paris) I want you to ki!l this woman Hitman: Paris Smith? Anita: You know her as well? Hitman: Yeah, the daughter of Mr Smith, a popular baker here in Azrael Anita: Yes, I want you to shoot her d€ad, Infact I don't even care what you do, Just make sure you k!ll her, I want her DEAD, I'll pay you any amount, Just do what you know how to do best.

He felt fulfilled for the day and knew killing Mr Mc Millan isn't going to be easy, but he has always won. Losing is not something he takes lightly. He left with his men and asked the driver to take them to Mr Mc Millan's house. When they got there, he saw that other people had caused a ruckus in the place. He sent his men to find out what the flurry was all about, they brought back news that the man was kidnapped minutes ago by unknown assassins. Mr Smith didn't need a second person to tell him that Ivy Smith is the leader of a troop of assassinators, that woman is really something. Isn't that what made him want her?

Merylle Quijano 8:58 AM (0 minutes ago) to me And then my eyes caught something even better than destroying a ps4. I grinned happily as I turned back to Renz. When he was confused about why I was smiling, I pointed at the Lamborghini car that was parked in the garage. His eyes widened. "No, no, no, Mitch." he warned me. I just grinned and patted his shoulder. "Relax,"

Once inside the room, I grabbed her arm and pulled her onto the bed, serious. “Do you know the name Darius Brown?” I asked in a low voice. Isolde frowned. “Why are you asking about him? He’s a major businessman, as far as I know. Not a clean one, but he knows how to cover his tracks so no one smells anything.” “Is he dangerous?” Isolde shrugged. “Depends. But from what I know, he’s purely a businessman. Why?” I stood up, grabbed my bag from the table, and pulled out a USB drive. I handed it to her. She stared at it, confused.

Not just for one person. Then, the sweet scent i perceived almost made me crazy. The cologne was strong and nice. I was just about to take a corner when my eyes ran into them.The three C boys "classic boys". As they were nicknamed. Instantly my heart gave a mighty leap. Was it because i just saw my crush? The guy that has not been in school for some days and comes whenever he likes? Or is it because i just remembered he asked his friend to hit a lady because if a mistake.

Ivo screamed in pain from this sudden attack and finally fell to the ground. But the man with three earrings moved quickly through the crowd again. His gaze was fixed on Cylo, who was moving very nimbly. He clenched his fist, then with one movement, he immediately punched Cylo's shoulder, causing the hitman to be thrown and fall to the ground. “STOP IT, YOU BASTARDS!” shouted the man with three earrings, Zhask. He fired something into the air, which turned out to be a light bullet that illuminated the area.

"That does not justify trying to kill her." Carson took a slow sip of his drink. His eyes never left mine. "It was the only way to make sure she never tried to come back into your life. Dead people do not cause problems, Vex. Dead people do not distract you from your potential." I saw red. In a flash, my fist connected with his mouth. The impact sent him stumbling backward, his drink flying from his hand, splashing across the floor. He hit the edge of a couch and caught himself, one hand pressed to his split lip.