?Chapter 355:
A ck dart pierced through the shattered window ss, embedding itself firmly in the wall.
A note was attached to it, clearly intended as a message. Vincent quickly approached, ripped off the note, and saw a line of elegant handwriting that read, “Wee to Yata.”
Yata was the very city they were in. Katelyn’s hands instinctively balled into fists as she realized that both the note and the dart wereden with threats.
Despite the hospital’s ss being bulletproof, the dart had prated effortlessly. This wasn’t something that could be achieved by human strength alone. It likely required some mechanical aid to generate that force.
Katelyn hurried to the window to examine the dart’s trajectory, trying to pinpoint where it had been fired from. She pointed toward a building across from them. “I believe the dart was shot from that building. If we check now, we might catch whoever is responsible.”
Vincent pulled out the dart, his expression unreadable as he turned to her.
This method brought back memories of a certain incident from the past.
“Samuel’s already on it. Take a look at this dart. Does it remind you of anything?”
Katelyn took the dart, and instantly, the image of Marlon shed in her mind. He had been fatally shot by a simr dart, fired from the mysterious woman’s sleeve.
“Are you connecting this to Marlon’s death?”
Could this be the work of the T Organization again?
Vincent’s expression grew darker as he stood by the window, his presence even more intimidating.
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“Think back further. Does this remind you of another death? The former head of the design department?”
His words triggered a memory for Katelyn. She recalled the incident from the past. The current scenario—and the dart—were eerily simr to the one that had taken the life of the department head. The main difference now was the use of a dart instead of a bullet.
“If that’s the case, it looks like the T Organization has had us in their sights for some time. They tried to frame me for murder before, and now they’reing after me directly.”
Katelyn gripped the dart, noticing distinctive engravings on it.
She activated her phone’s shlight to get a closer look and discovered a “T” engraved on the dart. This new detail heightened her suspicion towards Sophia once again, despite her rational mind arguing against such spection.
Sophia had no motive whatsoever. There was no bad blood between them. Even though Sophia had had a fallout with their mentor and left, why would she want Katelyn dead?
“Eventually, the truth will surface. For now, just be extra vignt about your surroundings to avoid any further poisoning attempts,” Vincent said, snapping her back to the present.
He stroked his chin in thought before adding, “I’m concerned that once they realize you know about the poisoning, they’ll resort to different tactics to target you.”
“But Lise is the only enemy I have. Even if she were to contact the T Organization, I doubt she has the money for their high fees.”
The T Organization was known for its steep rates as an elite mercenary group.
From what Katelyn had learned, their operations were categorized by levels.<fnbf2d> Updates are released by Find?Novel</fnbf2d>
For example, an A-level mission could cost up to 80 million dors, with a guaranteed death oue. The Bailey family’s fortunes had dwindled, making it unlikely for Lise to afford such expenses.
Vincent calmly reminded her, “Now that your identity is out in the open, you’re seen as a hurdle by many. Consider every potential threat.”
Katelyn nodded. “I see.”
With her high-profile status now, eyes were constantly on her.
It was frustrating not to have ess to the T Organization’s assignment book. If she could just get her hands on it, she would know who was behind the assassination order.
Then, an idea struck her.
“I’ve figured out a way to uncover the person behind this!”
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