The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

Chapter 735 The Wench

Chapter 735 The Wench

Catherine, Wendy, and Kimberly weaved their way through the crowd, inching toward Robin's boot

Catherine opened her mouth to speak, but then she froze. Her eyes landed on Samson, kneeling on the floor. She shut her mouth quickly.

Robin had things to handle, and interrupting him now wouldn't help anyone, Catherine knew better than to disturb him.

Robin reached for a napkin, wiping his hands slowly. His eyes drifted to the table where cold milk, coffee, and untouched pastries sat. He sighed heavily.

"Mrs. Leif, Marrisa, Joanna, Brenda," he began, his voice steady but carrying a hint of frustration. "I wanted this to be a nice, quiet weekend. A chance to relax. But, of course, we end up in the middle of this mess

He glanced around at the others, his gaze softening. "Let's try again. We'll find a better time to meet up"

Joanna gave a gentle smile. "Don't worry, Mr. Ramsey. We couldn't have predicted this. Next time, we'll pick a day that works,"

Robin gave a small nod. "Alright, let's go."

The group rose from their seats, ready to leave.

Across the room, Flint, who had been standing in the shadows, suddenly seemed to snap to attention. His gaze, once distant, sharpened with surprise.

He watched Robin and Joanna, their faces soft in the cafe's golden light. There was something about them -the way they looked, the way they carried themselves-that struck a chord in him.

His mouth twitched, as if trying to make sense of the feeling bubbling up inside him.

For a moment, his eyes stayed locked on them, his mind racing, struggling to figure out why their presence seemed so hauntingly familiar.

"Sir?" Flint's voice cracked, his body shaking as the word left his mouth before he could catch it.

Marge, standing closest to him, froze. The word hit her like a slap. She turned sharply to look at Flint, her eyes wide with confusion.

For a moment, she didn't understand. Then, as the pieces clicked into place, the shock turned to realization. Flint must know Young Lord Dragon.

She glanced at Robin and Joanna, their presence suddenly too familiar. The way they moved, the way v carried themselves-it reminded her so much of someone she once knew. Sir Without thinking, Marge grabbed Joanna's arm and yanked her away.

"We need to go. Now,"

She pushed through the crowd, pulling Joanna with her her movements frantic.

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sudden panic wasn't normal.

what

He seemed lost, as though

the Twelve Great Warriors of Dragon Soul. He had grown up with Young Lord

brothers, trained side by side, learning together, living together. Flint had known him better

had vanished all those years ago really be standing right there

true, then Joanna-Joanna must be the sister he thought he'd

to be the same woman who once

had described-the one with a mole on the back of her neck-didn't have it. Even if, for safety reasons, Marge

lie. She

Marge's neck was clean, without any sign of

woman with the basket that night, and the mole had been there,

alright?" Marrisa's voice cut through his thoughts. She

eyes.

and shook his head.

quiet, straightened himself. With a polite bow, he spoke, "Mr. Ramsey, I owe you

nodded. "Got it. I won't

the place is cleared when

slight grin. "You got

Samson, pointing a finger at him. "He's your responsibility now, Samson's face twisted in panic. "Flint, please. Let me go I know I shouldn't have disrespected Mr. Ramsey." Flint snorted, his voice thick

Chapter 735 The Wench

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into Samson. "I can't stand betrayal. Not from anyone. Get him

for you? Maybe next

stepped forward silencing him and dragging him away. Robin. Marrisa, and Brenda pushed through

in thought. It looks too much like... it can't

it is, this could be

on Flint's shoulder. "Come on,

his head, a hollow smile pulling at his lips. For a second, I thought it was him. For 20 years... I've been waiting for him for 20

both turned and headed down the hall

Robin and his group had just reached the stairs to the second floor when Catherine

were coming for coffee today, I would've joined you," she said,

Joanna, Brenda, Marrisa,