The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

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The grand hall of the Northern Business Plaza stood silent, its vast emptiness broken only by the rhythmic clatter of boots striking the polished floor.

The sound echoed, sharp and disciplined, as the procession of senior officers from the Special Operations Military Region marched in perfect unison. Their imposing presence drew every gaze.

No one noticed the lifeless body of Jeb sprawled on the ground.

Suddenly, a raw, anguished wail shattered the silence.

"My son Skylar's voice tore through the stillness as he cradled Drogo's limp form. His grief twisted into fury as he raised his tear-streaked face to the soldiers.

"Stop right there!" he roared, his voice filled with despair and rage. "Robin killed my son! You owe me an explanation!"

"If you think you can silence me, if you think you can crush the Fioris with your power, think again!! swear, I'll tear the heavens apart if I must, but Robin will pay for this with his life!"

The officers halted mid-step. The weight of Skylar's words hung heavy in the air.

Blocking their path, Skylar fell to his knees. His sobs wracked his body, yet his voice carried a desperate plea.

"Mr. Cross... Commander Baxter... You must do what's right. Drogo never provoked Robin, not once. And. yet Robin killed him. You can't protect him this time!"

"Even if they're officers of Draconia, they can't just take a life without facing judgment!"

Simon glanced at Hunter. Their eyes met, and a silent understanding passed between them. Simon turned and gestured toward the two medical examiners standing nearby. "Check Drogo. Tell me how he died." Simon said. The examiners approached the lifeless body. They knelt down and began their work. Then they went back to Simon. "Mr. Cross, Drogo's heart ruptured completely. All eight major blood vessels to the heart were severed." The heart depends on eight vital vessels, each as necessary as the next.

Some bring blood in, while others send it out. Without them, the heart can't keep the body alive.

A single rupture is often fatal. For Drogo, all eight were destroyed.

There was nothing anyone could have done.

Skylar staggered forward, his face twisted in shock. "No That's impossible! He was standing right there, alive and well. How could his heart fail like that?"

The examiners stood firm, their expressions unmoved. One of them turned to Skylar, his tone sharp. "Mr.

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understand your grief. But this is the truth.

first examiner said,

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don't believe us, the second one added, his expression unchanging, "you can cut open your son's

Robin! I'll take my son's body and have it examined

expression hardened, his tone sharp. "Skylar, enough of this. If you want another

of something. Our forensic team is the finest

determined, we'll show you. You two, bring the scanner and let him

nodded and moved quickly. A few moments later, the

at the display. His knees buckled, and he

arms and let out a low, derisive chuckle. "Stop making wild claims, Skylar. Did you

shot through the marble, straight to my son's feet. And then... he fell." As his words faded, the room seemed to hold

again. Dozens of jagged

across the stone floor, every person in the hall pressed a hand to their

the ground itself carried the power to tear their hearts apart, just as

against the fractured marble. He pointed to the lines beneath Skylar's feet. "Skylar," he said, his voice cutting through the tension like a blade, "there are cracks

tone turned cold. I'm warning you now-insult my officers

names through the mud, time and time again. Do you think

the tribunal.

can stand here and

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a man of the law. The law does not care for wild theories or personal grudges. It cares about evidence, motive, and the actions proven to have occurred." "You say General Ramsey killed your son. But you have no proof. No

lift a hand.

he have killed Drogo from across the

treading dangerous ground. Slandering a man without cause? That's

voice rose in fury.

not as his ally. Ask any lawyer, and they'll

remains: how will you prove

with desperation. "He must have used some special technique to shatter my son's

shaking his head. "Special technique? Mr. Fioris, such baseless claims hold

piece of advice: stop this