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The background sound from the TV filled the empty space and made her feel less fidgety. Ping. A message dropped, Alina was being transferred to Mexico for her pending detective case. “It can't be a coincidence.” she thought. This was her life now. Alina the Assassin. Life in the underground was hell when she first joined seven years ago. Trainings were even more brutal. But the one thing that fueled her was the burning thirst for revenge, to do that she had to survive and the only way for her to survive was to join the crime family.

“Thank you for helping me protect my wife. I owe all of you.” The men vow their heads in acknowledgment before they make their way to their vehicles. Maleah remains quiet on the way home, which worries me a little. I killed men in front of her. I just hope that she can move past this. The life of an Assassin isn’t an easy one.

While my father flops like a fish on the floor, I take his weapon, kick him in the head and reach for Taryn. Ava slumps against her wall, her eyes wide with shock. However, she looks unhurt, so I leave her and check on Taryn, Blood flows around both women like a pool. As an Assassin, I’ve seen a lot of death and have even caused some of them, but I have never felt fear as I do at this moment. Squatting down, I pull Tamsyn off Taryn.

Since Leon had brought it up, he would gladly hear Leon’s explanation. “Because I’ve once got my hands on a register of hitmen and have seen the same person in that register. He’s one of the top 100 assassins in the world.” Until today, Leon could clearly remember the hitmen in the register. He was disgusted whenever he was reminded of it because the hitmen in the register must have slaughtered countless lives.

She indeed came to settle some scores with me. "Ammy I can explain if you just let me." I tried calming her down; Ammy was one of the best Assassins the organization had ever trained. I mean, during the short period she worked for the organization, she was known for her masterful ways of killing her targets.v but believe me when I say she was a psycho, imagine giving a gun to a trigger freak. "I will fucking kill you, Kat," she said, pulling out a knife from behind her. Another thing about her is that she is creative when hiding her weapons.

His hands hovered over the screen of the phone as he spent some minutes rethinking his decision to call the man, Gabriel. Gabriel Rossi was an assassin, a highly skilled one at that, who had worked for Marco in the past. Through Marco’s diggings into Alessa, he discovered Alessa and Gabriel were in a foster home together, and they also worked together if that is what you would call it on a hit.

she added. Saying this with all seriousness while hitting the right mark, Aoi chuckled once more. “You never failed to make me laugh. I'm honored to be known wholeheartedly by you– the most infamous assassin of the Dark World.” to him being busted with his acting was funny. It was a rare event that makes him felt thrilling.

Even the best male assassin couldn't compare to her. Her work was flawless, leaving no traces behind. None of her assassinations have failed, and the police have never been able to catch her. She plans where that bullet would land on the target, depending on how much deed he had done. If the target was a mafia boss or something, she would kill him in the most painful way possible. If the target was a mere robber, she would kill him swiftly and silently. There had been rumors that she had actually failed one a single job. However, that rumor was supposedly cleared up by Carlos Santini himself in a matter of days.

She placed the palms of her hands on his face, down the light stubble that coated his tanned skin. "It's just rumors, stories told in his pack to frighten them all into submission." Isaiah replied, his voice notably stronger. With a small smile that spoke of gentle affection, he removed Mera's hands from her face and placed them against his lips. Once they were no longer touching, that shadow fell back over his eyes and the worry continued to creep in. "There were three who were able to give me some insight, though the details change from person to person. The assassin is a white wolf, one with the ability to resist abilities. Another said she has the ability to steal abilities, but I find t

The one person you don’t call unless you’re serious. Alessio Rossi. An assassin. An underworld ghost. No one sees him unless they need someone found… or erased. Killian and I, we didn’t get our hands dirty—we had people like Alessio for that. The call was short. I gave him a brief rundown, and we discussed his f*e, which, as usual, was steep. He preferred to do things remotely—photo, location, drop-off. But I wanted to see him. I wanted to be sure it would be done right. No room for mistakes.