“I’m alright, you can let go of me now,” Mariko ordered him as she felt unease by his embrace.“Oh, sorry,” Marcus let her go and looked at the broken window.Mariko looked around and noticed a bullet and a stone wrapped in paper on the floor, together with scattered broken glass.“Maybe the suspect used the gun first, before throwing a stone inside,” she muttered.“But how is it possible? You are on the top floor of this building. How could they shoot your penthouse?” Marcus asked.“Probably, he was an assassin like me. Assassins can climb up the building without anyone noticing,” she explained.She tucked her gun into her waist and unwrapped the paper from the stone. It was a letter written in red ink, which she thinks was blood, as the red ink smells like rusted iron.“You fool! I thought we were allies, but now… You let yourself be fooled by your sister’s murderer. I will kill you together with him!”Mariko frowned and wondered who might this person be. “Dammit!” she muttered. ‘W
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