[D-34] The Gambling Den

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Lilith stared at her senior brother with wide eyes. Had they met in any other circumstance, she would have been somewhat happy. He was after all, the closest being she had to a friend. But she was currently wired with listening devices and cameras so if he said anything about her upbringing or her true job, her entire mission would have been over.  "How have you been?" Alan asked Lilith, a stern look on his face. His brows were smoothed out and his eyes did not display any emotion so Lilith could tell that his mood wasn't sour. Assassins were never taught to smile so although Alan may have looked rude to outsides, Lilith knew his current look was his most sincere look.  "I haven't heard from you since your graduation," he added, making Lilith's heart skip a beat. She calmed herself after

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