Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 1750

It was the start of a new day. Winter was creeping closer, and the back lawn of Serenity Villa was already covered in frost by morning.

Aspen had almost mastered the art of bone compression, and Andrew was ready to teach her real assassination techniques.

He said, "A true assassin only gets one shot. If you can't take the target down in that one moment, you've already failed. And when that happens, you're left with only two outcomes."

Andrew stood in gloves, his breath turning into mist under the icy wind.

Francesca, Lauren, Dylan, Natasha, and Aspen stood in a straight line, listening intently.

"What two outcomes?" Aspen asked curiously.

Andrew replied, "One, you get killed by the target. Two, you fail and escape immediately, saving yourself before it's too late."

Lauren scoffed. "Well, that's easy then. If the hit fails, you just run. Getting killed by the target? Not even possible! How about that, Andrew? Pretty clever, huh?"

Andrew flicked her forehead hard, making her wince and glare at him pitifully. "If you run into someone way stronger than you, do you think you can still escape after a failed attempt?"

He added, "Do you think they're just gonna stand there doing nothing? You'll be dead before you take two steps!"

Aspen asked, "Then how do I make sure I get a clean kill, every single time?"

Andrew gave her a thumbs-up. "Now that's a great question! Landing every hit perfectly sounds nearly impossible, doesn't it? Which is why you shouldn't even worry about it for now—unless you're me."

A chorus of boos broke out instantly. His three lovely companions all rolled their eyes in unison.

Andrew cleared his throat. "Back to business! Watch my movements carefully. Don't just mimic the form, but capture the essence too. If you don't, you'll be sharing my bed tonight, alone."

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