My Assassin

Book exerpt: Not deterring, I try my hardest to get to the door. As I feel my fingertips graze the door, my body starts to fall. Oh no! I'm not going to make it! I look over and see my attacker is suddenly back at my side again. He grabs me as I slip further into the floor. I try to hit him, but my arms aren't responding. This was the most terrifying thing to have ever happened to me. "Don't be afraid," he says as he gently lays me down, my vision starting to blacken in a haze." I'm here to kill you." Samantha Howell has everything: a large fortune she doesn't need or want and the perfect fiancee. On the night of her annual family gala, she is kidnapped and imprisoned by an Assassin for hire. Will she find out who is behind this, or will she die trying?

JLisette Gibson · Urbain

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Chapter 11-So Many Questions

I knock on the door and make my way into Freddie's bedroom. Joe is sitting up, holding Freddie's hand.

"Hey!" I whisper to Joe. "How are you feeling?"

I sit on the chair next to the bed.

"If anything, I am embarrassed. I am so sorry for the trouble I've caused. This was never how I meant to meet everyone."

"No, it's okay! Truly!" Freddie says worriedly. He squeezes Joe's hand.

"Listen," I say to Freddie with determination and seriousness. "Ryder is going to grill him. Just prepare yourselves. You know how he is."

I look at Joe. "I don't know if Fred told you, but my fiancé specializes in murders and mysteries. Sort of above the FBI. He really distrusts everyone. He wants to help, but he will need your full cooperation. He may come off as a dick, but he's only looking out for your best interest. Please, don't omit anything. Tell him what you know."

Freddie looks from me to Joe. They both share the same worried expression.

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