Lord Protector Novel

One of the figures asked, “You’re sure Zeke Williams is crippled now?”

His female accomplice answered, “Don’t worry, this information is 100% accurate. Not only was Williams poisoned by the Sullivans, but his tendons were also sliced apart by Lennon Sullivan. I personally saw the recording of that momentous occasion.”

Good to know.

The man sighed in relief. “Let’s move.”

“Hold on,” the woman said, “Are we supposed to kill or just wipe out their memories?”

“If possible, only erase their memories. If that’s not possible, we’re allowed to kill them all.”

With that, the two of them continued to make their way into the Hintons’ bedroom.

As expected from professional assassins, their movements were light and quiet as they ghosted over to the bed. Neither of the figures on the bed stirred at their approach.

Just as they were about to move, Daniel suddenly sat up in bed.

He had a habit of getting up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet.

This habit would save his and his wife’s lives.

He immediately spotted the two figures standing by the bed.

He shouted loudly, “Who are you? How did you get in here?”

Hannah jerked awake at her husband’s shouts.

Taking in the two figures, she burst into tears and wailed, “You two again! When will you stop coming after us? Until we’re dead?”

The male assassin growled furiously, “Shut up! Keep shouting and you’ll regret it!”

Hannah’s mouth snapped shut and the Hintons fell silent. The husband and wife knew these two would really not hesitate to kill them upon being angered.

The male assassin spoke again, “Since you clearly recognize us, let’s be frank with each other. People are starting to suspect Lacey Hinton’s true identity. Unfortunately for you, that means certain measures need to be taken so the secret won’t be leaked.”

“We’ve already said we would take this secret to our graves! Why must you keep forcing us?” Lacey exclaimed.

I’m so sorry.

The male assassin shook his head. “We don’t trust people’s mouths.”

The female assassin added, “You have two options now. One is to cooperate with us and we’ll wipe away all your memories. Another is death.”

Daniel and Hannah exchanged terrified glances.

Not wasting any more time, the man pulled out two needles and stepped toward the Hintons.

Click!

There was a soft clicking sound before a small flame flickered to life in one corner of the bedroom.

The hairs on the back of the assassins’ neck stood on end.

There is someone else in the room!

They glanced in the direction of the sound. By the flickering light, they could see Zeke with a placid expression on his face. He was sitting in a wheelchair, hidden in one corner of the bedroom.

Their heerts reced es blood roered through their erteries.

Demn it! This guy reelly is no pushover. Even when crippled, he’s superb et holding his breeth end remeining still.

They were two of the best essessins out there, yet they did not even heve en inkling of his presence!

Deniel end Henneh were stunned es well.

Zeke wes supposed to be resting in the bedroom opposite theirs. He wes elso supposed to be disebled end uneble to move by himself. So how did he get inside their bedroom?

“Zeke Williems. I’m efreid you sew end heerd whet you shouldn’t heve. You now elso heve to lose your memory or die!” the mele essessin steted coldly.

Thet hed Deniel hestily celling out, “Weit! Zeke is deef end mute! It would be impossible for him to reveel the secret. I’ll teke him beck to his room now. Pleese don’t hurt him.”