The Deadly Assassin Robin novel Chapter 628

Chapter 628 A Woman from Brookhaven 

Chapter 628 A Woman from Brookhaven 

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When news spread that several influential figures from Howellstead had arrived in town, the small–time leaders of key departments and local gentry from nearby distinguished families were thrown into a frenzy. 

They abandoned whatever they were doing–whether it was socializing with lovers or indulging in card games–and rushed toward Howellstead as though their very lives depended on it. 

The urgency in their movements was reckless, with cars speeding wildly as if competing in a dangerous race, their haste nearly as intense as a high–speed chase in The Fast and the Furious. 

By midday, the area in front of Santiago’s house was overwhelmed with vehicles of all kinds, their owners powerful and well–known in the community. 

It was a historic first for Howellstead to witness such a sight. 

The Howell couple, watching this display, couldn’t help but feel a mix of emotions. The people who had once treated them with disdain were now offering warm greetings and smiles. For the couple, it was both a joy and a sadness–a realization of how much had changed, yet how little made sense in the world. 

Life, it seemed, was a puzzle that grew more confusing the harder you tried to solve it. 

Maybe, they thought, it was better not to try to understand everything. 

After all, in seeking answers, you could lose everything that mattered. 

Crispin and Skye were deeply moved by the respect shown as so many came to honor Santiago’s memory. It was a simple, bittersweet peace, but one that had settled in their hearts, 

The memorial service stretched late into the night, with villagers reluctant to leave, lingering in their sorrowful quietude. 

By evening, the storm finally cleared. The clouds parted, giving way to a deep blue sky, and a shy sunset bathed the scene in a soft, golden glow. 

Through the trees and over the village hills, the last rays of light cast a faint, red–hued glow on Santiago’s 

urn. 

When Hunter and his group left, the local elite exchanged quick pleasantries with the Howells before heading off in their own vehicles. 

The bustling scene quickly gave way to the usual calm of the village. 

After the ceremony, the elite members of the War Wolf Special Forces, along with the 30 candidates selected for the international military martial tournament, entered Santiago’s memorial hall only after the crowd had dissipated. 

Robin had arranged for these 30 candidates to attend Santiago’s farewell to impress upon them the honor of their duty as soldiers and the importance of living up to the responsibility they carried. 

It wasn’t long before the group departed Howellstead, their journey taking them to the Wolfsbane Summit military base in Brighton for an intense month of training. 

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Meanwhile, the rest of the War Wolf Special Forces, under Silas, made their way to Wallaby Mountain military base outside of Brookhaven. 

Robin, on the other hand, was heading back to the provincial capital. 

He had promised Draven, in his final moments, to deliver a certain bank card to Draven’s sister. 

The money on the card had been earned by Draven during his youth when he worked on a ship–money. he had earned through hard work, not through the criminal activities that followed. Robin knew he had to find Draven’s sister and help the stubborn but pitiful woman. 

The next morning, Robin was up early, the provincial capital shrouded in light rain. 

The gentle drizzle in Brookhaven always had a melancholy feel, as though the weather itself was mourning. 

In the midst of it, a woman from Brookhaven stood in a narrow, rain–drenched alley, holding an old umbrella. She was burdened with a sadness that seemed as endless as the downpour. 

She stood, waiting for something she knew would never come–yet still, she couldn’t bring herself to 

inove. 

Though the future felt hopeless, she continued to stare at the horizon, where the faint sound of migrating birds called out, their sorrowful song mixing with the rain. 

Inside a small, shabby room on the southern edge of the capital, Rachel Jensen sat, holding a photo of her four siblings from their childhood, tears running down her face. 

“Draven, you’ve left… It’s all my fault…” she whispered to herself. 

“If it weren’t for that cruel teacher… if you hadn’t done it for me, none of this would have happened. 

“You killed that teacher, and then you made the worst mistake of all–seeking revenge on the world and hurting so many innocent people. 

“Of course, I understand you, but I can’t accept the blood–stained money you earned. 

“I have to make things right! I need to save our family, raise my daughter to be a good person! 

“Draven, Shere–your sins are too great…. 

Rachel gripped the photo tightly, its edges frayed with age, but still holding the memories of better times. 

If only there were a way to turn back time, to undo the pain and return to the innocence of their childhood. 

The night before, Rachel had learned that Draven and Shere had been killed, and Obadiah was captured. The entire Draven Group criminal gang had been arrested. 

Although she had cut ties with them after Draven and the others chose their dark path, she had never given up hope that Draven might find redemption. But now, it was too late for him. 

Ding, ding… 

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The sharp sound of her phone broke her from her thoughts. 

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“Are you Livia’s mom? Please come to the school immediately. Your daughter is in trouble, and you need. to handle it personally.” 

It was Sorena Craven, Livia’s homeroom teacher from Southstone No. 1 High School 

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Southstone No. I High School was one of the best in the provincial capital. 

Livia Graham had entered as the top scorer in the district and was in junior year now. She had always been at the top of her class since, and Rachel had always been incredibly proud of her daughter. 

Rachel’s husband had died in a work accident three years ago, and she had turned down all help from Draven, determined to raise her daughter away from the criminal world Draven had embraced. 

Hearing that Livia was in trouble, Rachel’s heart sank. 

“Ms. Craven, what happened to Livia?” Rachel asked, anxiety creeping into her voice, 

“Oh, your daughter has been a bad influence on others at school. The school has decided to transfer her. You need to come handle the paperwork.” 

Rachel’s mind spun. 

Livia was always gentle and reserved, never one to stir up trouble or get involved in conflicts. 

How could she have possibly been a bad influence on others? 

From what she knew, her daughter always sat at the back of the classroom. The students in the front were the children of the parent committee members. 

Those who didn’t contribute money to the homeroom teacher were placed in the back rows. 

Livia’s desk was all the way in the back, right next to the trash can. 

How could she have affected anyone in such a negative way? 

What was worse, based on the way Sorena was speaking it seemed her daughter had made a serious error. 

It sounded like it was severe enough that she could even be forced to transfer schools. 

This was hard to accept, especially since Southstone No 1 High School had the highest success rate for sending students to top universities. 

If Livia was transferred, it could ruin her chances of attending one of the top universities. 

In a panic, Rachel rushed out into the rain, forgetting her umbrella and even losing a shoe in the process. 

As she made her way to the school, Robin and Elliott had arrived in the slums, searching for Rachel. Not finding her there, they quickly headed toward Southstone No. 1 High School.