After the assassination attempt, the two had no heart left for shopping and headed straight to Fesili’s house in the northern part of the Central District.
Muxi sat on the sofa, her fingers unconsciously tracing the scorch marks left by the energy gun. Her mind kept replaying the scene of the battle, leaving her with lingering fears.
Fesili fell into deep thought. This assassination was by no means accidental; their movements had been exposed. Although they hadn't deliberately concealed them, such an organized strike clearly indicated premeditation.
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