The Deadly Assassin Robin by Tristan Storm

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The Deadly Assassin Robin

Chapter 1242 Zayn Must Die

Robin’s plane touched down in Brighton.

Outside, rows of royal fleet stood at attention.

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“Master Ramsey,” a voice broke the stillness. “Lord Southmere and others are already waiting for you at the command center.”

As Robin stepped off the plane, a message from the Dark Web flashed across his screen.

The majority of the 3,000 assassins had been deployed to Snow Valley, awaiting his next move.

A few lingered around Landorne University, shadowing Joanna.

In Draconia, a handful of assassins kept tabs on Shirley and the others.

Draconia had very strict surveillance on the World of Darkness‘ organizations, especially foreign ones.

The Dark Web’s killers would lay low unless they had their orders.

Their orders were clear: stay hidden, gather intel, and report when called upon.

The news from Harmonfield hit like a hammer to Robin’s chest.

Catherine, Elliott, and the others were trapped in the Westeria Residence office.

Shirley, Vera, and the rest were scattered in hidden cells.

And Rita… Rita was dead, killed by Vladimir, Zayn’s ruthless enforcer.

Rage exploded inside Robin, his body vibrating with a killer’s fury. “Animals!” His voice was a low growl, the word dripping with contempt.

“Master Ramsey?”

Jethro’s voice shook as he noticed the sudden shift in Robin’s demeanor. Something had gone terribly

wrong.

Robin’s voice was icy. “Mr. Quintana, I’m not going to the command center. I have no ties to Draconia’s military anymore, and I’m not on the same level as your so–called elites.

“I’m just a common man, not someone who belongs in your meetings about the fate of nations.”

Jethro was at a loss. He sensed the storm building inside Robin, but he didn’t understand why.

Robin’s gaze darkened, his jaw tight. “I’m going to Harmonfield.

Tell Mr. McKay that I will not spare Zayn again. Not this time.

“Until Zayn is dead, my rage will not be quenched.”

word, Robin activated his

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roared into action, their armor–clad soldiers marching

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for your orders,” Misael’s voice called out, its urgency cutting through the cold

stood frozen, his heart pounding. “Master Ramsey,

ice. His eyebrow arched, sharp and unforgiving. “Catherine, Maverick, Elliott, and Brendon tried to avenge me, but Zayn and his men have them locked up in the

Harmonfield, and no one cared. Now, she’s locked away by Zayn in some

is dead. Killed

kill every last one of Zayn’s underlings at the Westeria Residence today, it won’t quell this rage inside

the Westeria Residence in

to stop us will fall by our

stood still,‘ his mind reeling. He watched as the Golden Dragon jets shot into the sky,

“This is bad.

I need to see Lord Southmere,

the city, the

and endless, coating the ancient

quiet, something violent was

minutes later, Jethro’s convoy screeched into the

center.

flung open the car door,

past the guards, heading straight for the

to keep

hand over your

didn’t even glance at

his weapon and tossed

the door to the meeting hall, locking eyes with Lord

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Zayn

The room fell silent.

on, Mr. Quintana? Why didn’t Master Ramsey

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to interfere again? Are they

in the room stood, their faces tense, their eyes

two soldiers finally caught up, blocking the door.

them

“Get lost!” he snapped.

face hardened.

what’s

taken Shirley, killed Rita, and locked up Catherine,

He took the Golden Dragon Guard and headed

Highness, this is bad. We need

hurried figure from the intelligence department approached Lord

the report, his eyes

been a mole within the Dark Syndicate