The man delivering the report scratched the back of his neck awkwardly, avoiding her eyes.
“Did I tell you to keep that woman alive?”
“But her guards…”
“I told you there would be guards! You couldn’t even prepare for that?!”
Lauren, the one who ordered the assassination, glared fiercely at the hired killer known as Butcher Harry and shouted.
He protested defensively.
“But you never said her guards would be that skilled.”
“You idiot! So you’re saying I have to investigate her guards’ abilities and report them to you?”
Lauren looked ready to throw something at him. Harry hurried to soothe her.
“But the carriage flipped completely into the wheat field. Judging by how her guards were panicking to open the door, she must be in terrible shape. She’ll die soon. You…
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