
Police enter Granada's house. Views circulated. The living room looks nice. There is a pair of katana placed on the wall with a cross position as a decoration. The policeman also looked at the bookshelf. There are a lot of books there. In the kitchen there was food that Granada had bought. The police pointed to the closed room.
"Can I check it?" Ask the cop.
Granada nodded. The man opened it, it turned out to be a relaxed room that was directly facing off against a large window. There's a couch and a table over there. Although the room was small, it looked so comfortable. The police went to the bathroom and checked the two rooms in the house.
"You live alone?" Ask Police.
"My parents are going out of town" Granada replied, looking at Ridwan's name in the police uniform.
Police nodded. "Alright, thanks for the cooperation. If you see anyone suspicious, call the police immediately, yeah."
Granada nodded.
After the police left, Granada closed the door. He turned off all the lights and entered his room and went to sleep. He's not really sleeping. Just sleeping while staring at the ceiling.
** Flashback **
The little girl seemed to be bent with a breath of breath. He looked up at the girl who was the same age as him holding a knife.
A middle-aged man sat looking at the two of them. In the room there were not only 2 small children, but many small children who saw the knife fight.
The little girl who was standing was thrusting her knife into the bowels of the little girl who was bent. He was none other than a little Granada.
Granada fell down with blood flowing from her stomach from a knife wound. He saw that the girl in front of him was going to stab him again, but this time Granada moved faster and stabbed him in the chest to his knees and die.
Granada looked terrified. He looked at the middle-aged man who pulled out his gun and shot the dying girl to death instantly.
** end Flashback **
Granada is awake. She muttered inwardly, I was born without anyone by my side. I don't know who my parents are, who I am, and why I'm in an assassin training camp. Since childhood I was educated to be a killing machine. Accept death orders and kill people to get money for pay.
I don't know who I killed and who asked me to kill him. I don't recognize them. As long as you follow the code of ethics in the web assassin, everything can be done easily.
I was born without a name. I have to give a name to myself. Venora, that's actually my real name. Granada Harlyn is just a name written in state papers.
** Flashback **
Granada grew into a killing machine. He took the order and then he finished it. Money goes into his assassin account.
Not only kill, Granada also often get the task of threatening someone, such as cutting off the ear, cutting the finger, or pulling the nail.
All the work he did.
She became the youngest assassin to get a head order when she was just 9 years old.
There are now many younger and more powerful assassins than Granada.
** end Flashback **
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^^^18.56 | 30 April 2021^^^
^^By Ucu Irna Marhamah ^^^