The Deadly Assassin Robin novel Chapter 575

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The grand hall of the Northern Business Plaza stood silent, its vast emptiness broken only by the rhythmic clatter of boots striking the polished floor. 

The sound echoed, sharp and disciplined, as the procession of senior officers from the Special Operations Military Region marched in perfect unison. 

Their imposing presence drew every gaze. 

No one noticed the lifeless body of Jeb sprawled on the ground. 

Suddenly, a raw, anguished wail shattered the silence. 

“My son Skylar’s voice tore through the stillness as he cradled Drogo’s limp form. His grief twisted into fury as he raised his tear–streaked face to the soldiers. 

“Stop right there!” he roared, his voice filled with despair and rage. “Robin killed my son! You owe me an explanation!” 

“If you think you can silence me, if you think you can crush the Fioris with your power, think again!! swear, I’ll tear the heavens apart if I must, but Robin will pay for this with his life!” 

The officers halted mid–step. The weight of Skylar’s words hung heavy in the air. 

Blocking their path, Skylar fell to his knees. His sobs wracked his body, yet his voice carried a desperate plea. 

“Mr. Cross… Commander Baxter… You must do what’s right. Drogo never provoked Robin, not once. And. yet Robin killed him. You can’t protect him this time!” 

“Even if they’re officers of Draconia, they can’t just take a life without facing judgment!” 

Simon glanced at Hunter. Their eyes met, and a silent understanding passed between them. Simon turned and gestured toward the two medical examiners standing nearby. “Check Drogo. Tell me how he died.” Simon said. 

The examiners approached the lifeless body. They knelt down and began their work. Then they went back to Simon. “Mr. Cross, Drogo’s heart ruptured completely. All eight major blood vessels to the heart were severed.” 

The heart depends on eight vital vessels, each as necessary as the next. 

Some bring blood in, while others send it out. Without them, the heart can’t keep the body alive. 

A single rupture is often fatal. For Drogo, all eight were destroyed. 

There was nothing anyone could have done. 

Skylar staggered forward, his face twisted in shock. “No That’s impossible! He was standing right there, alive and well. How could his heart fail like that?” 

The examiners stood firm, their expressions unmoved. One of them turned to Skylar, his tone sharp. “Mr. 

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Fioris, we understand your grief. But this is the truth. Respect our findings.” 

“We are certain of our findings,” the first examiner said, his voice steady and measured. 

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“If you don’t believe us, the second one added, his expression unchanging, “you can cut open your son’s chest yourself.” 

Skylar’s shout ripped through the stillness. “Lies! You’re protecting Robin! I’ll take my son’s body and have it examined somewhere else!” 

Simon stepped forward. His expression hardened, his tone sharp. “Skylar, enough of this. If you want another test, go ahead.” 

“But let me remind you of something. Our forensic team is the finest there is. No one comes close.” 

“They don’t need machines to know the truth,” he continued. “But since you’re so determined, we’ll show you. You two, bring the scanner and let him see for himself.” 

The examiners nodded and moved quickly. A few moments later, the machine hummed to life. 

The screen lit up with an image of Drogo’s shattered heart. The vessels, each vital for life, had been destroyed. Skylar stared at the display. His knees buckled, and he fell to the floor. 

“No,” he whispered, his voice breaking. “This isn’t possible. Robin did this. He killed my son!” 

Hunter crossed his arms and let out a low, derisive chuckle. “Stop making wild claims, Skylar. Did you actually see General Ramsey do anything to your son?” 

Skylar’s hand shot out, trembling, as he pointed at Robin. “I saw it!” he cried. “When he stomped the ground, cracks shot through the marble, straight to my son’s feet. And then… he fell.” 

As his words faded, the room seemed to hold its breath. 

The floor beneath them groaned, and from the place Robin had struck earlier, the marble split again. Dozens of jagged cracks raced outward, crawling across the ground like the limbs of a great 

beast 

Where the jagged cracks crept across the stone floor, every person in the hall pressed a hand to their chest. 

They didn’t know why, but fear gripped them, sharp and undeniable. It was as if the ground itself carried the power to tear their hearts apart, just as it had Drogo’s. 

Hunter stepped closer, his boots echoing against the fractured marble. He pointed to the lines beneath Skylar’s feet. “Skylar,” he said, his voice cutting through the tension like a blade, “there are cracks right. under you. Yet here you are, alive and well. Why didn’t they kill you?” 

Hunter’s tone turned cold. I’m warning you now–insult my officers agairi, and I’ll deal with you myself.” 

“You’ve dragged their names through the mud, time and time again. Do you think I’ll let that slide? Do you think I’m a man with no boundaries?” 

“If you have grievances, take them to the tribunal. Accuse me. Accuse General Ramsey. Let the military decide.” 

But don’t think for a second you can stand here and throw baseless accusations at my men. Not in my 

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presence.” Hunter’s eyes burned as he spoke the last words. “Now leave. 

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Trent moved into the light. Mr. Fioris, he began, his voice steady and professional, “I speak to you now as a man of the law. The law does not care for wild theories or personal grudges. It cares about evidence, motive, and the actions proven to have occurred.” 

“You say General Ramsey killed your son. But you have no proof. No one saw him strike. No one saw him 

lift a hand. 

“How could he have killed Drogo from across the hall? The distance alone makes your accusation absurd.” 

“You’re treading dangerous ground. Slandering a man without cause? That’s an offense in itself.” 

Skylar’s face flushed red. His voice rose in fury. “Trent You’re nothing but Robin’s shield!” 

Trent shrugged, unfazed. “I am speaking as a lawyer, not as his ally. Ask any lawyer, and they’ll tell you the same thing.” 

“The question remains: how will you prove that Robin killed Drogo?” 

Skylar’s voice cut through the air, trembling with desperation. “He must have used some special technique to shatter my son’s heart!” 

Trent let out a dry laugh, shaking his head. “Special technique? Mr. Fioris, such baseless claims hold no ground in the eyes of the law.” 

“The law respects only facts. Not your fantasies.”