TRUST ME, THEN DIE She was never meant to question orders. She was never meant to remember who she was. She was never meant to survive that night. But she did. Now, blood stains her hands, and a secret pulses within her veins. The assassin they made is no longer a weapo—they’ve created their own nightmare. In a world built on lies, the deadliest weapon isn’t a bullet. It’s the truth They never should've let her live.