Agent Jareau Romane & Geschichten

AJ who did his homework and made sure to know the ins and the outs of anybody who walked through their doors. Paul… Paul Damion… Undercover agent. Sent to bring them down. Did the feds think he was stupid? Did they honestly believe that they could put one on him? What a fucking joke… The first thing that AJ did when he met Paul was run a check on him. He was a hard one to crack. It wasn’t until later in the game that AJ figured out what the go was. He had almost believed that Paul was the way to go, that he was a solid man who would die for you…

He's in the corner of the bar. "I really expected you two to work together, Angela and Javier…." the man said weakly. And that man is Aaron. *** Javier was standing in front of Janiyah, he had just returned from the office because he passed by there after he went to the headquarters. "How are you?" Janiyah asked, sadness and pity for Javier on her face. He felt that Javier was tired. She approached Javier and helped him take off his coat. "I'm good, my wife. I just want to see you and Everette safe, I'm all good…” Javier said with a smile.

"Daniel Zavaro, twenty-nine years old. Six-year veteran of the Texas Mutiny. Number four on last year's Top Twelve most eligible bachelor list as voted by the city of Houston, behind one baseball player and two football players. Single, loves his family, volunteers at a local children's soccer league and all around nice guy." I stare at her, mouth gaping. "I can't believe you know all that." "I can't believe you don't," Sue says. "I didn't know about his volunteer work, but even I bought one of those sexy calendars they put together from the guys on that list." I cock my head at her. "What? It was for charity." "Seriously, Quincy," Geni says, turning back to her client. "He is ridiculously

It hits me on the left side of my jaw and throws me backward. A good-natured grin spreads across his face. “You took that one on purpose, didn’t you?” I shrug. He holds out a hand, and I take it. He pulls me forward. “Guys, this is Agent Tom Dune. I’ve told you about him.” He introduces me to the other men. The pierced one is Trey, the larger one aptly called Tank. “Well, you want the good news or the bad news?” Jared asks. “Bad.”