Romans & histoires Senior Assassin Generator

I was sitting with the most powerful members of the organisation and the most brutal assassins in the country, yet I wasn't scared a bit. The generals were; Anthony Black a black American who was General Number Nine, had both genetic and body modifications, he was strong and very arrogant. John Grey was General Number Eight, and he wielded a katana, his skills followed up with his body modification made him exceptionally strong, but he had one problem he didn't know how to keep his mouth closed.

Segrenry’s lip curled. “For years, this…creature,” she spat, “has soiled my bloodline relentlessly. But tonight, I bring an end to it, with an offer none can refuse. Fifty of our finest assassins shall hunt her through the mortal forests for seven nights. She will be denied food and water till the games end. Dawn and dusk, the hunters will take up the chase in shifting relays, a relentless rotation until the end. If she falls, her death will redeem our name. If she survives…”

A corner of my brow raked up at her proposal, it was almost like a joke, if my connect couldn’t find anything more then there was no chance she will. ‘Fine, the bullet was traced down to a arsenal shop in the east, apparently that particular piece was shipped for a particular man who came in- no particular order and from the looks of it, he is an assassin. His name is quite difficult to trace becuase they neither used card or cash to run a transfer, they’ve been using a digital currency- making everything go into thin air.” She nodded and grabbed her phone and typed something on the screen and after a few seconds there was a bit of silence as her eyes skimmed through the screen.

Only then would I find true peace. After all, what could possibly be that hard about it? From what Shawn had revealed last night before passing out, this assassin was a legendary professional who used a high-caliber sniper rifle for his missions. The man could sit from a comfortable, mile-long distance on a rooftop and effortlessly gun Elara down in broad daylight, and no one would ever suspect a thing! I hissed. Let me see how that bitch’s precious tech knowledge and cybersecurity empire would save her from a bullet tearing through her skull.

“Ali is doing great, but Micah is driving me nuts. He’s like a crazy helicopter father─ always hovering around her. I found him putting foam on the corners of our end tables the other day. He said because he didn’t want Ali bumping into the sharp corners. I told him that she’s only three months old and won't be walking for a while, but he won’t listen.” A genuine chuckle escapes my lips at her perturbed words. I can definitely see Micah doing those things. He’s unquestionably a candidate for an overprotective father. Ever since Sophia found out she was pregnant, he has been super vigilant. I guess considering the business he’s in, he’d have to be. You see, Micah and the others are all Assass

The smiling faces of three people who were making a picture-perfect family. My eyes caught the attention of the identity card that had her details. Iris Ivanov. "Iris...." My tongue rolled out her name. "Iris Ivanov....." I mumbled her name again with glitter in my eyes. Didn't know why her name felt so unique to me. "Daughter of Yuri Ivanov, the renowned Assassin." Igor completed her identity and I couldn't stop myself from mumbling the next words. "Welcome to my hell, my dear Assassin's Daughter."

“Then I guess we better give him what he wants. Rogue, take out the needles.” Rogue gives me a knowing smile before he opens up a satchel and removes several six-inch needles. The needles look like knitting needles, but instead of hooks at the end, they’re sharp and extremely painful. Rogue was the first Assassin that I brought on when I became the South American Board Director. The first thing I taught Rogue was how to use the needles for the purpose of torture. I use the needles to dig them into vital organs, which causes slow, excruciating pain to run through my victim’s nervous systems. It’s a very painful way to die. Rogue prefers to use a gun, but I enjoy my needles.

“Let’s try to buy some time until he gets here.” Zach turned to Gavin after Malcolm walked away to give instructions to his men. “Take three snipers with you to where Walters is located,” he instructed calmly. “If they can find a clear shot, tell them to lock on it until we get the go signal.” “Yes, sir!” Gavin replied and then hurried off. The installer of the security system had finally arrived, and a blueprint was spread on the desk. “The motherboard is right here,” Timothy, the installer said hurriedly, pointing at one area on the print. He opened his laptop and immediately typed some codes on a program he had open. “I’ll try disabling the system from inside so that your men can go in un

I released a sigh of relief and settled on the driver's seat but then the car turned silent. "Can I ask you a question?" Leonardo broke the silence after a while. "Go ahead." I answered. "Why did you decide to become an assassin? I mean you have all your life right in front of you and you could have literally been anything else." "I didn't have the option to be anything else. I didn't even get to choose to become this, it was forced on me. He stayed silent like he was ushering me to continue with what I was saying.

His eyes brightens ge glares at me with some sort of suspicious glint from the corner of his eyes "How do you know about the death of my aunt and her name precisely, I recall telling you anything pertaining to those days throwing me into confusion. I have to think hard and fast…. Fast about a very convincing lie that would make things clear off and leave no doubt at all. "What is with the look? I'm an assassin, remember I was made to investigate properly before taking any drastic steps, besides I found out nothing much about you except the fact that you weren't human" I say trying to convince him..