Chapter 13 : The Night of Shadows

The day of the planned event orchestrated by Marcus and Luca arrived with an eerie calm. The hitman had been keeping a close eye on Isabella, following her every move, waiting for the right moment to strike.

That night, Isabella went to the casino as usual. It was long past closing time, and most of the casino workers had gone home. Only Isabella, her driver, and a few casino guards remained, stationed on the first floor as they waited for her.

The hitman, observing from the shadows, realized it was the perfect time to act.

Moving with the stealth of a predator, he slipped to the back of the casino and disconnected the main power supply, plunging the building into sudden darkness.

The blackout startled the guards and the driver. The head guard, trying to stay calm, quickly sent two guards to check the power supply. Armed with torchlights, the guards moved quietly towards the back of the casino, their footsteps echoing in the oppressive silence.

As they rounded a corner, the hitman struck. He attacked with lethal precision, his movements swift and calculated. The guards fought back valiantly, but the hitman had studied their defensive styles.

With ruthless efficiency, he overpowered and killed them both, leaving their bodies lifeless on the cold ground.

Back on the first floor, the remaining guards and the driver grew increasingly uneasy. The head guard, sensing something was wrong, took two more guards with him to investigate, leaving the last two guards to protect the driver and remain alert.

As the head guard and his men reached the back of the building, their torchlights revealed the grim sight of their fallen comrades. Realizing they were under attack, they turned just in time to see the hitman emerge from the shadows. The hitman fired, a single shot piercing the heads of both guards, killing them instantly.

The guards with the driver heard the gunshots and immediately prepared to defend Isabella. They tried to open the front door of the casino, but it was locked from the outside-another part of the hitman's meticulous plan. With the elevator out of service due to the blackout, their only option was the stairs.

As they started up the stairs, another gunshot echoed through the building. The hitman and the head guard were locked in a fierce battle. The head guard, refusing to die without a fight, managed to break the hitman's right leg, significantly slowing him down. Despite his injury, the hitman retaliated by slitting the guard's throat with a swift motion.

With the head guard dead, the hitman dragged himself up the stairs, his determination undiminished despite his injury. The driver and the remaining guards positioned themselves at the entrance to the second floor, ready to protect Isabella at all costs.

Upstairs, Isabella noticed how unusually quiet the casino had become. Sensing something was wrong, she left her office to investigate. As she stepped into the hallway, she was met with a horrifying sight the bodies of the last two guards and her driver, lifeless on the ground.

She screamed, the sound echoing through the empty halls. Panic surged through her as she turned and fled, desperately seeking a place to hide. She found a small room and crawled under a table, her heart pounding in her chest. She tried to calm herself, but the terror was overwhelming.

The hitman, bloodied but relentless, continued his slow ascent. Each step was agonizing, but his mission was clear. He would not leave without completing his task.

Under the table, Isabella hugged her knees to her chest, her breathing shallow and rapid. She could hear the faint sounds of the hitman's approach, each noise amplifying her fear. She closed her eyes, praying he wouldn't find her.