That night she sought out the estate of Minister Sonya.  She watched from the shadows and crept along the roof tops until she found what she was looking for.  The man that wanted to make sure that she was dead, Francis LaFleur sat with naked surrounded by 20 naked men and 20 women.  He was in the furtherest courtyard, away from the main buildings, where the orgy continued well into the night.  

Francis had worked himself into such a lustful state that he was fucking a man who was fucking a woman who also had another man that she was fucking.  Hongmo's gut still burned with hatred at the sight of  Francis.  Just her thinking back to him on top of her made her sick to her stomach.  

Her hand rested on her sword as she moved quickly and quietly into the room.  The people participating in the orgy didn't notice her as they were too overwhelmed in their lust and the haze of aphrodisiac incense that Hongmo lit to increase their activities.  The aphrodisiac fog clouded their judgement and didn't see as Hongmo  pulled Francis away from his foursome.  She brought him to the side of the room where there were less people and in his haze, he didn't even fight her tying him up and string him in the air in the middle of the room. 

She brought of several whips and gave them to different people who saw Francis hanging.  The two men and one woman took the whip and started to whip Francis. Francis's stuffed and tied up mouth screamed out in pain as the whipping drew blood while Hongmo encouraged the three people to keep on whipping him.  She lit more aphrodisiac incense to confuse their minds and their thoughts.  

A pool of blood had formed under Francis as the wounds bled from the whippings.  His muffled groans and call for help couldn't be answered from anyone as the 40 men and women let their lust take over their minds and bodies.  

Hongmo waited in the corner and watched Francis slowly bleed to death as the frenzy of the orgy continued through out the night and finally stopped right before the sun rose.  Hongmo walked across the room, making her way through the sleeping and tangled bodies to the limp, hanging man.  She reached out and touched his neck, trying to find a pulse and when she didn't find one, she left just as quickly and quietly as she came in.  

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News of Francis LaFleur's death echoed through out the city as how he died came into light.  Hongmo had stayed home for the last teaching lesson that Asano was going to teach them.  He had become busy with preparation of his marriage and plans for the throne that teaching them would take up time that he needed.  As soon as the lesson ended, Blake and Blair thanked Asano for everything before leaving while Asano stayed behind to talk to Hongmo.  

"Did you hear the big news this morning?"  Asano asked.  

Hongmo shook her head no pretending to be ignorant of the news.  

"Francis LaFleur died in a sex orgy gone wrong."  He told her.  

"Francis LaFleur?  Who is he?"  Hongmo played dumb.  

"He is or was apart of The Dead Spy and a Captain for the army stationed on the boarder.  He left his station to Obe to find Ghost and take revenge on the deaths of The Dead Spy and find the person responsible for killing The Whip."  Asano told her.  "I had one of my hidden guards try and find his whereabouts and warn you about him when we found him, but we weren't  able to find him. Then this morning we received word that he was staying at Minister Sonya's home and died there."  

"Oh?  Would he really have tried to come after Ghost?" Hongmo asked.

"Well, he would at least try to find who was Ghost and once he did, yes he would have."  

"Then it's a good thing that he died from a...what is it you called it?  ' A sexy orgy gone wrong?'" 

Asano smirked, there was something inside of him, tugging on his instincts, telling him that she had something to do with the deaths of The Whip, Seth the Silencer and Francis.  But he had no proof.  He didn't know anything about her past, just that she was an orphan.  But his instincts were telling him something different. The small group of friends didn't start dying until recently and one by one.  The Whip died under a mysterious hand.  Seth died when Ghost annihilated The Dead Spy and Francis died in a sex orgy gone wrong.   There were Vladis and The Tyrant left out of the infamous five best friends.  

"By now The Tyrant would be on a rampage to find the killer of his friends."  Asano said.  He said this just in case his instinct was right and she had a hand in their deaths.  "He is from The House of The Dark Warhammer and will be using all of his resources to find and kill the person or people responsible for killing his friends."  

Hongmo kept quiet as she reached out to drink her tea.  She didn't want to raise any alarm in Asano that she had anything to do with the deaths of the three friends or that she will be killing The Tyrant and Vladis soon.  

"The Tyrant has a high position in the Dark Warhammer and the resources to find Ghost.  You should be careful."  He told her.  

"Okay.  I will make sure to take care."  She told him nonchalantly.  

"He's a dangerous person, you hear me?"  Asano told her as he pulled her into his lap.  "Should anything happen to you--- I---"  

Asano stopped himself.  He couldn't let her know just how much she means to him.  He couldn't let himself be so attached to one person.  

"I know."  She told him.  Just because she pretended that she didn't know anything and didn't care about anything, didn't mean she doesn't know or care.  She knew how he felt about her, but their situations in life made it hard for her to confess her feelings and let him in.  

"I promise I'll take care of myself and be safe."   Hongmo promised.  She leaned into him and kissed him.  She wrapped herself around him and kissed him harder and deeper.  She teased and she tasted him until he lifted her up into his arms and brought her into her bedroom.  There together, she made him forget about everything.  Even if it is just for a couple of hours.  She made him forget about his obligations and greed for the throne.  She made him forget his preparation for his marriage and his worry for her.