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First off, it wouldn't be an easy feat to capture a deadly assassin, secondly it's not like he would just reveal everything to us if we asked. "You think he's untouchable right? But he definitely has a loophole, we just need to find it," Kael encouraged. I looked at him. "And how exactly do we find that loophole? We can’t just walk up to him and ask for his résumé." "No, we can't. But no one is invisible." He pulled his phone out again, scrolling through something before stopping. "Professional killers don’t operate in thin air, they take orders, they communicate and they receive payments."

"Don't come anywhere close to me" Ava took a step backward sobbing, she thought he was going to turn his back and leave, but her hope shattered when he took another step towards her. Ava had seen his profile and she had decided not to have anything to do with him. Don Drexel Mason popularly known as the snitch killer or the grim reaper, is the most dreaded Mafia Assassin in the underworld, not just in that country he was known all over the underworld in the whole continents.

A guttural sound escaped his mouth before he replied “I’ve told you already I'm here to kill you” “But you don't know me, so why” I said hoping he would drop a name or something that would help me know who was behind this. “You’re right I don't know you, but my employer knows you and they ordered that you should be captured and killed. I'm only doing my job, no hard feelings.” He made it sound so easy like it wasn't a life he was about to take, like he was going grocery shopping or picking out new furniture. There was no trace of remorse or hesitation in his body language. He was a cold-hearted killer with a job to finish and the only thing standing in his way was my bravado.

“Police report have confirmed that the mangled body that is found yesterday at the city last evening is similar to the method of killings of one of the controversial serial murderer, Andrew Mendez, 16 years ago at Delhi province. However, based on our initial investigation, the convicted murderer is already died. This is Kamilla Riz Dela Torre, SNS News reporting.”

Nakayuko kong binuksan ang pinto ng shop at ng biglang may nakasanga akong lalaki tiningala ko ang ang lalaki at nagulat ako ng makitang si manuel pala iyon. ''sorry mister..'' Sabay himas nya sa braso ko.deredertso lang ako naglakad at hindi pinansin si manuel.umupo ako kung san makikita ko sila..patago akong napangisi naisip ko na naman kung anong araw at kung anong gagawin ko sakanila. ''May i take your order sir?'' Tanong ng babaeng waiteress. ''one slice of mocha cake miss..''Sabi ko.Dnmn tlga ako kumakain ng mocha kahit ano nalng inoorder ko.

Arthur whispered, the name sounding like a death rattle. Ivy felt the blood drain from her limbs. She knew that name. Everyone did. Dante Moretti was the 'Kingmaker.' He was a man who didn't just own companies; he owned the people who ran them. He was rumored to have a heart made of cold flint and a soul that had been sold long ago. He was the most dangerous man in the city, and he was walking directly toward them.

A world the law didn’t touch. A world soaked in blood. The root of my unending wealth. Heads bowed the moment I stepped out. “Boss.” “Boss.” Their voices echoed in submission. I didn’t respond. I only came here when it's serious business. Rugar stepped forward…my best shooter, my third after Leo, him and Leo are my shadow in this world. Here, I wasn’t Professor Black. I wasn’t Zed. I was Roman motherfucking Killer. The name that made grown men piss themselves.

One Mathew was willing to dispose of after she did his biding. "Then who is the threat?", her head tilted unconsciously, scrutinising his every move. "Alpha Damien Anderson, of the Blue blood pack" he growled. Andrea noticed how his fists clenched, his eyes glazed over – his wolfs anger giving away his hatred. "They will kill me the moment I succeed", the alpha before her smirked knowingly at her words. Alpha Damien of the Blue Moon pack was the most ruthless Alpha in centuries and Mathew was certain his people would hunt her down if she succeeded. If she failed then he would certainly kill her himself.

His gaze darkened as he looks into my eyes, as if he has done it a thousand times before. "Zanicus," he said, standing up. My heart thudded viciously in my chest as I scan him from head to toe. Zanicus Draco. Leader of the elders in the werewolf council. Apparently, last I heard he wanted me dead. He had declared it among all the packs and had sent out a whole search party to find me. Now that he has found me, no doubt he will have my head. But I won’t go down so easily. Not without a fight.

Aaron looked at everyone in anger and said everything. "I'm asking again: who is the one ordering to destroy my witness?" Aaron glared at them. "We really don't know." The men reply, falling to their knees in fear. "Hey!" Aaron points a gun at them. "Please don't kill us; we really don't know." The men begged. "We are contract killers; we mostly discuss things on call." "We got a call last week that we have to catch a person who is in India, and he sent us the photo."