First Assassination

Casper sat at the town square in the underground town and watched as some Black Hand members were fixing the damaged ceiling that was damaged last night.

It was a sleepless night for many as there was danger of the ceiling collapsing and burying them all, but luckily, before it came to that point, the strange shaking stopped.

"Good morning."

Casper turned to the person who greeted him and who sat right next to him.

"Ambrose." Casper nodded. "Did you manage to sleep?"

"Yeah, why?" Ambrose asked with a clueless expression.

"What do you mean, why?" Casper frowned and pointed at the damaged ceiling. "The whole town was shaking last night. It seems something happened above the ground."

"Oh." Ambrose looked surprised at the damage.