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All Chapters of The Liberal Assassin: Chapter 41 - Chapter 43
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Chapter 26
The Liberal Assassin/DestinyAitsuji
Soft. The ground was too soft and it was warm too!As the sleepy haze cleared and my senses sharpened, I became more aware of my surroundings. There was movement in the room and the lights were too bright. Stabbing pain reminded me why I should have pretended to be asleep. Surely that groan has alerted the guards on duty.“Titus, are you awake?” the gentle yet familiar whisper shocked me into opening my eyes again.I cursed once at the pain but never stopped trying to verify if it was really him.My voice was hoarse from both emotions. Those forest green eyes were too real to be a mere dream. The same smell of snow and steel greeted me and I knew it hadn’t been a dream.“Nash!”
Read moreChapter 27
The Liberal Assassin/DestinyAitsuji
It wasn’t as chaotic as it was noisy. The plan devised by Khronos had been simple and Io was more than willing to help. The reporter was now outside of my door, talking over the loud crowd.Spencer was at the front line, restraining the mob that demanded my release from the official arrest. The door to my apartment remained the only barrier between the Night Walker and the rest of Luna.“... as you can see, the situation is tense. The Night Walker has yet to make his appearance but we are certain he will surrender soon. The head of Patrol Guards, Spencer Creed, is ready to arrest Titus Crowley – the Night Walker and former CEO of Luna Services. Mr Creed, what do you have to say about the situation?”Spencer barely glanced at Io or the camera, focused on ensuring his orders were being carried
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The Liberal Assassin/DestinyAitsuji
“Hurry up! Haute Couture won’t carry themselves!”Scowling at the shrill scream from the office, I hollered back twice as loud. “I have only one pair of arms you fussy old hag! Why don’t you help me out instead of braiding measuring tapes!”The bespectacled tiny woman hopped off the desk and strode over to smack me with a ruler. Hands posed on hips with a menacing glare, Lisa poked me in the chest with a bony finger.“This is your fashion show! You take pride in delivering these clothes. I don’t care who you were, you’re now my one and only disciple. The great Lisa Lishan’s legacy depends on you. Don’t you start getting cold feet now! Show them what you can do, Titus.”Confidence radiated from the sm
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