The Deadly Assassin Robin (Tristan Storm) novel Chapter 1418

Brighton Sanctum had issued a top-secret directive at exactly 10.38 p.m. tonight to shoot down an AN-LUSL transport aircraft, serial number A-0001, passing over the southern Mistral Depths region of Draconia.

Catherine immediately recognized the true significance behind that specific aircraft.

There was only one such modified AN-LUSL in the entire world.

A year ago, the Aldridges had spent 10 billion acquiring this colossal, state-of-the-art transport plane.

Then they poured another 10 billion into custom refitting it—transforming it into a skybound mansion, a luxurious airborne business jet unlike anything else on Earth.

And all of it—for just one person.

This person wasn't a president, nor a tech billionaire. No. They were someone far more mysterious.

To the rest of the world, the identity of this individual remained an enigma.

But Catherine knew.

Now, with orders from Brighton Sanctum demanding its destruction, it was clear they expected her to use the superweapon system Robin had entrusted to her.

For a moment, Catherine was thrown into turmoil.

She even wondered if the secretive command had been forged.

Just as she was about to march into Brighton Sanctum and confront them face-to-face, the secure line from Brighton rang.

Before the caller could even speak, Catherine was already shouting questions.

But Brighton Sanctum offered no explanation—only repeated the instruction: the order must be carried out.

Catherine was baffled. Nothing made sense.

After weighing the possibilities, she made her decision.

The head of that security team was a foreigner named Mekhi who stepped forward.

He was a former officer from Autreynia's elite Shadowmaw Squad—once serving three terms as deputy commander and one as commander.

Now a major general, Mekhi and a liaison officer from Ugonland got out of their vehicle and called out loudly to Robin's convoy.

"We are the Redwave Institute's security unit. We are hereby requisitioning this villa as an international research lab. You are instructed to hand over the keys immediately. If you refuse to comply, we are authorized to force entry."

Robin glanced at Shirley beside him. She had clearly been shaken by the aggressive tone.

Suddenly, Shirley flung the car door open and stormed over to Mekhi. "This is Robin's and my home! No one is allowed in. Get lost, all of you!"

From one of the rear vehicles, Verda leaned out, half her face wrapped in gauze. She barked, "Mekhi, if anyone tries to block our operation, restrain them immediately!"

Robin stepped forward, placing himself beside Shirley. "Oh really?" he said coldly, eyes narrowed. "Go ahead. Try forcing my hand. Let's see what happens."