Romans & histoires The Deadly Assassin Robin

said Robin frowning as if the matter of the assassin killing himself before they caught him was still weighing on his mind " By the time I reached the royal autopsy hall ,the corpse was blackened beyond belief and the assassin 's face was mutilated so bad that even I was shaken up " " Was it - was it poison?" asked Lord Kaisen, he had had been quite upset with how Lord Vale weaseled out of the previous investigation . " Sadly no " said Robin shaking his head " It was sorcery , even though the body was destroyed to an extraordinarily level , the mark of tenebris was still imprinted on it "

“Darn it. I’ll kill you first, jerk!” He moved past the crowd and came to Flying Rooster. “You dared to be so arrogant! Die, now!” The moment he made his move, he was silently stabbed in the heart with a dagger, and he instantly died. He died without knowing who had killed him. Only the fallen leaves that moved in the wind symbolized the man who had taken action. He was Scorpio, the best assassin among the Twelve Golden Zodiacs. Flying Rooster gulped when he saw that the members demonstrated their capabilities.

Robert began walking, “Let’s go. We've gotta get back here before noon to cook for the team!" Arth sighed, shaking his head before following him. The snow crunched under their boots, with thick fog lingering in the air around them. "So your mission yesterday was-" "An assassination," Robert answered, his voice rougher than usual. "Our target was an executive who owns a drug establishment in Casterfall City, drugging his victims and torturing them to death." “That’s brutal.” Robert paused, then turned his head to Arth with a serious look. “Believe me, bro. You haven’t seen anything worse than this yet.”

The look on his eyes became deadlier than ever. "She's a girl. The assassin was a. . a woman. And, she was a hired killer always disguised as a runway model. Her name was. ." The sniper coughed blood painfully like talking for so long was requiring too much of his remaining energy. "Her name was. . it was. . Zara. Zara Auclair Lavigne."

He pesters me as I struggle with myself to at least be able to wiggle my fingers. I hate him. I hate him so much. No particular reason as to why they want him dead? His words right now are enough reasons. What part made me this unconscious? Was it the hit? Or was it the fact that I cut myself? Was it my blood? I have bled one too many times. Aunt Kitra made sure I never had my trainings easy. “What is an assassin if you cannot fight the same death you have made your job?” He continues to pester me as he increases his pressure on my foot.

It’s so juvenile. “I can honestly say I’ve heard nothing about Blacktop,” I say unemotionally. Blacktop is, of course, another assassin, known for killing his victims by running them down. He either makes it look like a simple hit-and-run or sets up a patsy to take the fall. Not the most creative way to kill someone, but it does get the job done. “Well, he won’t be competing this year because he went and got himself killed,” she says in amusement.

That was the main answer I need to know. "Say!" I roared. He gulped. I was about to put the knife again on his chest. "Sa...m." that was the last thing he said before dozzing off. I sensed his breathing. Damn it! That man didn't say the full name. I shouldn't behave like a psycho just now. "Take him to the hospital and give the best treatment. " I said the guards. "Mam don't you want him dead?" Robin asked at last.. He was my secret assistant who helped me for these two years in the investigation. He came from my city to help me. Although I didn't want my family's help but they assigned him for me.

“ Any way now that the thing is over and done, I can finally send you off to see your maker. I have been waiting for this for ages.” Bree shrunk back as she shook her head. “ You promised… You promised that if I let you get away from the pack and give you Reyna you will let me go! You promised me!” “ Shame you believed promises of a killer,” said Robin with a chuckle as he tilted his head and slowly approached Bree, relishing the fear in her eyes and feeling a twisted kick of joy in his stomach. Reyna felt it all and with a sickening expression, she looked away as screams of Bree echoed in the warehouse. Sounds of flesh being torn apart and bones snapping reverberated in the abandoned wareho

The grim reaper stood on top of the tallest building in their target area easily blending with the night in her black attire, she knew that she needed to stay alert because someone was always bound to make a mistake when on a mission. Raised in the Elite Assassin Academy, she knew how to execute well and had little to no room for sympathy when she had to take someone’s life. The Elite Assassin Academy was known for it is undying record of cleaning the streets of bad guys, so why would the grim reaper feel any pain while performing her duty.

These rich people could put cameras anywhere. When I didn’t find anyone, I pulled out my burner phone and saw a text from Silas “Change of plans. Take out Raina’s father, Robert Cole. Soon. Gather the information we need from Raina, then take her out next." Raina’s father? Family kills were always messy and too much to clean up. It was sudden, but orders were orders and I didn’t get paid to ask questions. Slip something in his drink, it would appear as a heart attack and, for someone his age, it would be believable.