Chapter 3

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Another day for Wisdom. She actually hated it. Her uncle ruined her night for just a worried reminder. She had to go to the Assassins Building.

She hated the office work, but she earned a lot of money. The office was boring and sleepy for her. All she wanted to do was to sleep.

She worked as the General Manager of the World Wide Operations of Assassins (WWOA). She made the report to her boss which was her uncle.

She was about to fall asleep during her working hours. A knock was heard from her door. Her mind and eyes snapped awake.

"Ma'am, someone wants to meet you," the secretary said.

Was this about the bar last night? Is it related to the drug lord I handed to the police, she wondered herself.

Wisdom stepped out of the office. She saw a man who looked not that older than her. Maybe two years older than her. He looked as if he had been to a military operation.

She approached him in an appropriate manner. She greeted as bowed her head a little.

He was stunned with her beauty. For him, she looked like the Athena he was looking for. He shook her hand and smiled.

"Good morning, Ma'am. I am sorry for being a bother to you," he said, politely.

She smiled as she shook her head. "No, you're not a bother, sir," she said.

"I have a question for you. Not to disrespect you, did you hand my brother over to the police," he asked.

Wisdom froze. Her activities were already tracked down by someone. That was she hated, being tracked.

If he gets angry, it's his brother's fault, she said herself.

"He was wanted by the police. He even burned our drug prevention program. As my revenge, I handed him to the police," she explained.

"How," he asked.

He was very curious about this woman. How come she handed a drug user in a single room? That would be very brave for a woman to do something scary.

The man was a bit disappointed about his brother's arrest. At the same time, he blamed his brother for what happened.

"I saw you during my operation. Instead of killing people, it is best to hand them over to the authorities. I trapped them inside," she explained.

The man remembered how he got trapped in the bar with his brother and father. He was the one who witnessed the door locked.

"I was one of them who you locked in. I also saw you going out of the bar. That's where I started going out of the bar," he said.

Wisdom's memories flew back to the night she locked the door. She noticed that someone was knocking on it.

"Actually, sir-"

"Simon, please," he corrected.

"Actually, Simon, I was trying to investigate the man behind this," she whispered.

"You mean, Roba," he asked.

She nodded.

Simon grew interested with the woman he just met. Despite that, his temper is limited. She wasn't that annoying like other girls were.

"We can actually team up," he said.

The assassin got suspicious of what Simon was saying. She could sense that there was something wrong with the man.

She nodded.

She could kill him if he done wrong. Her ancestor was Altaïr Ibn-La'Ahad. Sometimes she could hear voices of her ancestors calling out to her.

Wisdom, my child, unite and fight. Suspicion is the enemy of friendship, the voice of Altair said.

"When shall we start," she asked.

"Tomorrow," he answered.

She wasn't surprised with the answer. Of course, she thought a man was lazier than the woman. Maña Habit would be nice in the operation.

"Okay, I'll schedule a meeting for you," she said.

"No, meet me secretly." he said, firmly.

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