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Hélène was beautiful, sure, but she was also intelligent, witty and cultured. She was the final missing piece of his life’s puzzle and he loved her for it.
It was unfortunate that she worked for THRUSH, had worked for THRUSH, but she’d shot her boss to save his and Illya’s lives. They’d turn the gold over to the Madrid office and then begin their life together.
“I’m sorry, Napoleon.” Her gun swung to cover Illya “It’s unfortunate, darling, but with your friend dead, no one will ever know that we kept the money for ourselves.”
Napoleon never regretted shooting her.
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