Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 1660

Walter narrowed his eyes and hissed in that sharp, nasal voice of his, "Whoever it was… they're dead."

Suddenly, Andrew's image popped into his mind. However, he gave a dismissive shake of his head and scoffed.

"That little bastard? Nah. No way he could've taken out Goldfangs. If someone really did it, then it had to be someone else. Maybe someone from the Keller family, or one of Derek's elite guards."

Nonetheless, guessing did not matter anymore.

Walter ordered his men to bury the body right there on the spot. Then, without saying another word, he climbed back into the SUV and returned to the Driscoll residence with his crew.

After a moment of hesitation, he gritted his teeth and decided to face the music. He was going to see Maurice, even this late at night.

"Sir," Walter reported, head bowed, "the two assassins I sent after that brat are dead."

Maurice sat under the harsh overhead lights, the black mark covering half his face exposed in full view, making him look even more terrifying.

"Two failures in a row? Walter, you've gotten sloppy."

Walter trembled and immediately bowed deeply. "I'm sorry, sir. It was my negligence entirely!"

While he was a terrifying figure to his own subordinates, in front of Maurice, head of the Driscoll family, Walter was as humble as a dog with its tail between its legs.

The reason was simple.

Maurice was not just the family head, but he was also a formidable powerhouse on the Titan List.

On the Titan List, where everyone was at least martial king level, Maurice ranked 35th, proving just how strong he was.

Maurice did not smile. He spoke with finality. "Since we failed, let it be. Joe will take care of Andrew himself tomorrow. Our job is to keep the match quiet. We don't need this getting out and dragging down the Driscoll family's name."

He paused for a beat. "Still, with all the talent in your division, how did both men fail?"

Walter's face darkened. "I'm not sure yet, sir. Truthfully, even Goldfangs is gone."

Maurice's brows twitched in visible surprise. "Even Goldfangs? Is Andrew playing dumb while hiding his strength?"

Walter shook his head. "Doesn't look like it. My guess is he has someone powerful backing him. Or… maybe it's one of our old enemies, secretly meddling again."

Maurice let out a chilling snort. "Then investigate. A couple of dead men mean nothing to the Driscoll family. But tit for tat… blood for blood… we won't let this slide."

Walter lowered his head in reverence. "Understood, sir!"