Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 423 Not the First

When Isabelle saw the one who threw the darts, she froze.

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The man had a lean build, sharp features, and a cold expression that never seemed to smile. He always. wore black looking remarkably like Jacques, but he wasn’t him

Isabelle could hardly believe it. She muttered, “Storm Shadow!”

This was a face she could never mistake.

Moon Shadow was equally shocked when she saw Storm Shadow. He had been sure that Storm Shadow was dead. How could this be? He glanced at Clubs.

Finally, Moon Shadow believed Isabelle’s earlier words that Blood Shadow hadn’t died from a mission failure, but due to the cloning experiments in the Brookhaven lab.

Apparently, Storm Shadow met the same fate.

Clubs observed Isabelle’s reaction. He felt a slight easing of the anger in his heart. He was filled with a twisted sense of satisfaction.

“Hmm, so you know him. I’m no longer curious about your connection to Blood Shadow, but now I’m interested again.”

He was curious to see that she recognised Storm Shadow and had such a strong reaction.

“Give it a few more years, and we’ll leave Dark Shadow and live a normal life in the city you love.”

Isabelle stood there. She looked at the man who had been by her side since she could remember, and who had walked with her for nearly twenty years.

Storm Shadow’s words echoed in her mind, and everything felt like it was just yesterday.

into a

and not responded

Storm Shadow’s death, she regretted countless times not

him with

there was anything wrong with Dark Shadow. She had belonged to the organization since she

various skills, and the organization provided her with learning opportunities. She didn’t

an assassin, especially with Storm Shadow by her

surveillance began

was there, she never thought

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leaving the organization, she agreed without

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down, her rationality returning. She looked at the familiar face, her palms pierced by her own nails.

Storm Shadow; she had buried him

“Isabelle spoke, disbelief etched on her

had thought she was the

clone standing before her, everything

Shadow had died the same way while she was in the cage, she was

she was the first test subject and never

Shadow asked, a momentary sense of dread gripped her. She didn’t dare to think

the process was. She never wanted to recall her days in

the time of her gene extraction, she

agony Storm Shadow must

Until now.