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AsAnna<b>had</b>anticipated,afterhangingupthephone,Hannahswepteverything<b>off</b>thetableinafitof
<b>rage</b>.
<b>Crash</b>!
thecosmeticsandexpensivejewelrywerescatteredacrossthefloor.
Thehairstylist,startledbyHannah’ssuddenoutburst,identallytuggedher<b>hair</b>.
“Ahh!”Hannahyelpedwhileclutchingherhead.Beforeanyonecouldreact,shestoodupandppedthehairstylisthardacrosstheface.
“Clumsyfooll”
Thehairstylist<b>was</b>knockedtothegroundbytheforce.Hannahstompedonherwithherhighheelstoventheranger.
“Ahh.Ms.Hannah,I’msorry!Ms.<b>Hannah</b>.Têxt ? N?velDrama.Org.
Thehairstylist’spainfulcriesechoedinthedressingroom.Theotherstaffandassistantswereterrifiedandtheydarednotintervene.Theyheldtheirbreathandtrembled<b>as</b>theysteppedback.
TheyknewthatHannahwasviciousandruthless.Misfortunewoulndontheirfamilyiftheymadeher
angry.
Hannahfinallysnappedoutofitwhenthehairstylistwasbleedingprofusely.However,<b>Hannah</b>feltnofearseeingthat.Asicksatisfactionflickeredinhereyesinstead.
She pickedupawetwipe<b>and</b>meticulouslywipedherfingersbeforetossingitonthefloor.
Then,shelookedupatthepeoplehuddledinthecorner.“Whyareyou<b>guys</b><b>spacing</b>out?Canambnce.”“
“Got–<b>got</b>it.”Oneofhermaleassistantsquicklypulledouthisphomakethecall.
Hannahsnortedandlookedinthemirrorwithaviciousre.Throughgrittedteeth,shespatout,“MillyBut…
Elsewhere<b>,</b><b>in</b>adark,mustybasementstorageroomlitbyasingledimyellow<b>bulb</b>,Leonwascleaninghisgunmeticulously.
Amanwithblondecurlswassittingnexttohim.His<b>hair</b>wastiedupandhisdevilishfeatureswereentuatedbythedim<b>light</b>andthesmokefromhiscigarettedanglingfromhislips.
“Leon,isthatfoolhere?”His voicewashusky,likelyfromyearsofsmoking,butit<b>was</b>stillpleasanttothe
cars.
Leonloadedbulletsintohisgun.
“Don’tcallhim<b>that</b>infrontofhim,orhe’llflipout.”
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Kingsmirkedandputouthiscigaretteontheground.“Hecouldn’tevenreachmykneesevenifhe<b>jumped</b>atme.”
Leonraisedaneyebrow.AlthoughOliverwasn’tverytall,hestillstoodatfivefeeteight.Hewasn’texactlyshort.
Tveinformedhim.He’llbehere<bter</b>.Hisclosbatskillsaren’tgreat;havinghimherenowwouldberiskyforus.He’llbeheretobackusuter.”
Kingnodded.“Makessense.
IntheGhostSect,thethreeofthemalwaysworkedtogether.
Kingexcelledatlong–rangesniping,Leonwasaclosebatexpert,andOliver,despitehiscarefreedemeanor,wasbrilliantatcleaningupthemess.Hecouldeasilyretrievesurveincefootageanderasealltracesoftheirpresence.
Together,theywereunbeatable.Theyneededeachotherineverymission.
Kingimpatientlycheckedhiswatchandfrownedasheasked,“Whendowestart?Dowereallyhavetohideinthisdump?I’mgoingtopukeifwestayhereanylonger.Ievenworemyaward–winningoutfittomeetyou,andnowit’sreeking.”
Leonpursedhislipsandsaid,“Soon,bepatient.Movingoutnowcouldalertthem.”
“D*mn!”<b>King</b>slumpedbackonhisstool.
Hewantedtoscrollhisphopassthetimebuttherewasn’tanysignalinthisforsakence.
Hewasgettingmoreirritated.
“Therichareridiculous.What’sthepointofholdinganauctioninsuchsecrecy?Dotheyevendaretousethetestsubjects?Stupidfools.”
Thelivingtestsubjectswereemotionless,fearless,andlethal.
<b>But</b>correspondingly,theywerealsotime–tickingbombs.Iftrainedcorrectly,theywouldbeloyalforlife.
However,youwouldbetheirpreyifyoucan’tcontrolthem.
Sofar,thereweren’tanyweaknessesthathadbeendiscoveredinthetestsubjects.Noteveryonecouldcontrolthem.
Suddenly,Leon’searstwitched.“Someone’ing”
Kingsatupstraight,drawingapistolfromhisboot.
Hewonderedwhysomeonewasthere.
Thefootstepsdidn’tsoundlikethoseofanordinaryperson.Thepersonsoundedliketheyhadpracticed
martirts.
This<b>mission</b>wasn’tcarriedoutundertheGhostSect.Onlythethreeofthemknewaboutit,andtherewasnowaytheinformationhadleaked.
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HewonderedifotherbranchesoftheGhostSecthadheardabouttheirmission.
Ifso,thingscouldgeplicated.
Thefootstepsgot nearer.
Itwasweird.Thepersonseemedtobeawareoftheirpresencebuthewasn’tbotheredbythem.
KingexchangedancewithLeon.
<i>It’s</i>someonepowerful.
Theoldwoodendoor creakedasitopened.
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King’sfingertightenedonthetriggerashiseyeswerefixedonthedoorway.Hewouldshoottheintruderoncetheysteppedinsidetheroom.
Leon,ontheotherside,wasequallyalert,waitingfortheintrudertostepintohislineoffire.
Thenextsecond,someonedressedin<b>a</b>white–robedcamein,andthesurrounding<b>air</b>turnedchilly.Thesnakeonhishandwashissingmenacingly.
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