Hana looked at the girl who was supposed to be her target and saw a reflection of her own stolen youth. She didn't pull the knife. Instead, she reached for a fresh silk ribbon.
"I’ve been waiting for a professional," Lisette sighed, leaning back. "The others tried poison, which is so dreadfully tacky. Tell me, assassin—if I give you the ledgers and a chest of gold, will you help me fake my death? I’d rather be a ghost in the city than a doll in this room." Miss Lisette’s Assassin Maid Free Download
The iron gates of the Valtieri estate didn't creak; they were far too expensive for that. Behind them, Lisette Valtieri—the "Jewel of the Capital"—lived a life of gilded boredom, unaware that her new personal maid, Hana, was currently concealing a ceramic dagger in her corset. Hana looked at the girl who was supposed
Lisette wasn't the spoiled brat the briefing promised. She was a girl trapped in a clockwork cage, surrounded by "friends" who smelled like vipers. One evening, as Hana brushed Lisette’s hair, the heiress caught her eye in the mirror. "I’ve been waiting for a professional," Lisette sighed,
"You have callouses on your trigger finger, Hana," Lisette whispered, her voice devoid of fear. "And you check the door every thirty seconds. My father’s enemies are getting sloppy with their casting."