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 4- T'ang Court

Later that night, Ryder met us in front of the T'ang Court restaurant.

A bubbly waiter escorts Ryder, Freddie, and myself to a private dining room.

I will always need clarification on why these restaurants have twenty glasses on the table. A new waiter comes by and greets us, removing the excess glasses. He then lights the white candles in the middle of our round table.

"Freddie, how was your vacation?" Ryder asks as he pulls my seat out.

"It was so much fun! Well, except for the fact that Rebecca asked a million and one questions about you. You would think she'd know everything about you by now."

Freddie then shrugs his shoulders as he places his napkin on his lap.

I smile and look from Freddie to Ryder, putting the menu in front of my face.

Ryder furrows his brows as he sits and places the napkin on his lap. "Really? What did she want to know?"

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