Henri Jah Marquis

The Coldest Assassin: in Heaven or Hell Henri Jah Marquis

In the pitch black warehouse the four officers' fears escalated tenfold as they fumbled through the dark, stumbled over tables and chairs, and commanded each other to stay close. Miyuki and Minatsu saw their every move through their Israeli made night vision goggles and didn't vacillate on the first two to kill. Picking out their prey like a lioness does a lagging gazelle, they quickly weaved through the dark. Minatsu struck first slicing through the air until her razor sharp Samurai sword connected with flesh and beheading her foe. Seconds later Miyuki followed, slicing through the lanky cop as if he were paper thin. No time was given to the remaining two, death was forthcoming and swift. Calm and chaotically seductive . . . beautiful, and then there were none. The Red Dragon Twins retreated, once again as myths into the awaiting night.