Married at First Sight (Serenity and Zachary) novel Chapter 461

Chapter 461 He stopped and sat down, then continued to smoke. The assassin opened her eyes slowly and stared at James, who seemed preoccupied. ‘Is this really the Black Dragon? They say the Black Dragon doesn’t hesitate when killing people and knew no mercy. Looks like the rumors were wrong.’ “Leave.”

James shot a glance at her and waved her away.

She was stunned. He let her go, just like that? Before coming here, she knew there was only one conclusion for her if she failed to kill him, and that was death,

She had not expected that he would spare her.

“Y-You’re actually letting me go?” she asked tentatively.

“Get lost!” James shouted.

The assassin dragged herself to her feet and left.

She walked for a few steps, then turned around. James was sitting on a rock, thinking about something She turned back and stared at James. “Alright, what do you want to know?” James let out a subtle, unnoticeable smile, then lifted his head to look at her. “What, you’re gonna talk now?”

“Depends on what you ask There are some things I’m not allowed to say.” The assassin sat down.

“Who wants to kill me?”

She shook her head. “Dunno.” “You don’t know? Then why did you try and kill me?”

“I got the job off the dark web. There are bounties on you all over the world. They’ve all accumulated to ten billion in total.”

James rubbed his nose.

He considered giving the Blithe King a call and having him investigate the assassin’s origin, but thought against it after remembering that the Blithe king was being watched by many men in power.

He would have to call on Jake Graham if he wanted to know who the assassin was.

He planned on contacting Jake Graham tomorrow once they returned home and to have him use his underground network to run a background check on the assassin. James stood up and started walking back at a leisurely pace. At that moment, he heard a gunshot. James’s expression darkened and he jumped up a nearby tree, hiding amongst its dense leaves. A dark shadow fled in the distance. It was the assassin he had met earlier.

She had been shot in the chest. She pressed down on the wound with her hand and stumbled as she escaped deeper into the forest. James, standing on the tree, saw everything. He watched as a man chased after her. He wore a mask, too, and held a pistol in his hand.

The man slowed down as he looked around the forest. “May!” he shouted. “You know what happens if you fail. You die. It’s the rules. Show yourself, now!”

The man’s voice rang out. James heard everything loud and clear. “The penalty for a failed mission is death?” He was shocked. What kind of organization was this? Why did it have such a frightening rule?