The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 615 Draven Group

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The sun had barely risen on the morning of 7:50 AM, cisting a soft glow over the Wolfsbane Summit Base, where the war games training ground stood still and silent.

The War Wolf Special Forces team had gathered, standing in perfect formation, their expressions a mixture of solemnity and respect.

Today, they were about to carry out a sacred mission: corting one of their own home for the final time.

Sixty of the unit's most elite soldiers, all stripped of their ranks and dressed only in plain training gear as instructed by their commander. Robin, stood in unity.

The simplicity of their appearance was intentional. It was a measure to ensure their presence went unnoticed by the citizens of Howellstead.

The operation was set in motion with precise planning

The Special Forces were to travel ahead, waiting discreetly outside Howellstead until the time was right

They would not enter until the fallen soldier had been laid to rest, thus avoiding any disruption to the peaceful life of the townspeople.

At exactly 8:00 AM, the helicopter blades began to whirl as the 60 soldiers boarded their aircraft, heading toward the designated landing zone near Howellstead.

Meanwhile, Gavin and his 30 soldiers, who were busy preparing for the upcoming International Military Martial Tournament, would depart an hour later, at 9:00 AM, following Robin's careful scheduling

This timing would prevent an overlap of movements, allowing the local residents to continue with their day undisturbed without raising unnecessary alert.

An hour and a half later, Robin, Freya, Talia, Silas, Ernest, and the rest of the elite War Wolf Special Forces landed just outside Howellstead.

The advance team had already set up the area, ensuring everything was ready for the soldiers arrival

The group began their quiet march toward Howellstead, just as Gavin, Morris, and Bill caught up with them, arriving right on time.

Ernest and Mark, carrying the ashes of the fallen soldier Santiago, moved with reverence toward the family home, where the grieving awaited.

As they neared the entrance to the village, a sudden screeching sound broke the calm.

A BMW SUV ped past before slamming into a roadside tree. The car rebounded and ran over an elderly man, who had been walking peacefully nearby,

The vehicle initially tried to Bee the scene, but its escape was cut shon when a few men from the bells nahed forward to block its path..

A woman in her 30s, animaculately dressed in designet lothes, stepped our of the vehicle, followed by yo large bodyguards. Wed, Dec 4

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down at the elderly man sprawled on the ground, and kicked him without a

know who I am? My brother is Draven! Trying to scam me, huh?

his 40s, who had been helping the old man, stepped forward. "What's your problem, lady? My father was just walking when you hit him.

him across the face. "Who are you calling lady? Am

stunned by the sudden slap, could only stammer

narrowing. "What's it to you? I hit you, so what?

had to pay

out of your mind! You hit someone, refuse to apologize,

cruelly. "Apologize? I'm the one who makes the rules here! Frank, give them

handed her 1,000 dollars, which she casually tossed onto the

for your medical bills. I

shivered in pain and disbelief. "How can you be so

some noble gentleman, huh, turning down my offer?" She then kicked

in agony, his

care, the woman turned to leave,

Catherine, witnessing the cruelty

right there!" she

You want to challenge me? You want to die?" she threatened, her voice dripping with menace. "Draven Group? What's so great about it? Just because you're

Catherine drew a short blade and swiftly slashed the nearest bodyguard across the

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was quick, skilled, and merciless-traits that clearly ran in the blood of Lord Westeria's

the ground with

startled by the speed and precision of Catherine's attack, took a step back, eyes wide in

rolling on the ground, while the old man trembled

more.

it straight at the woman. "Pay 200,000 for

glancing nervously at the group of tough-looking soldiers in camouflage behind

be tied to

the woman quickly handled

Use it for

password!" Catherine

a scrap of paper and handed it to her,

middle-aged man, still shaking from the confrontation, took

your father to the doctor,