Agent Jareau 소설 & 이야기

The Ninth Line Lucas's POV Jarel arrived from the southeastern territory on a Thursday. He was twenty-three years old and had walked into the packhouse library, introduced himself to my father-in-law, and begun discussing the pre-governance territorial records before Aldric had fully absorbed that a new person was in the room.

“You’re a distraction vector, Jace. We need that. Aboveground.” “And here I was thinking you liked me for my personality,” Jace said. But there was no real protest under it. “Mirror team,” Kael said, ticking off names. “Lys. Imani. Tessa. One of the techs Aria trained for direct interface. Two of my best tunnel rats. Me.” Lys shot him a look. “You’re not negotiable?” she asked. For a moment, the room felt like it had narrowed to just them. His mouth flattened.

I couldn't say anything to her because I already knew who the caller was. "Jared can't go out, he has an infection in his spine and can't walk, he might be like this for a week." It was Matheus who was talking to her, I didn't want to intervene, I couldn't do much, I just heard their discussion. He even yells at that person. "Fuck off, he can't move, and I don't care who you are. You can come and check what's on his back." I just watched her hanging up the cell phone, and it gave me some happiness to see everything she was doing for me. It was kind of nice of her. Lucia came over to me and kissed me on the mouth.

Laying in wait was beginning to seem like a habit for Jared, it had been his daily routine since he had left his father in law’s shop two weeks ago. He had managed to keep a low profile at work, not getting into any head-on fight with any of the commanders, he had put on the complete Mike persona. He had noticed that several goods were being brought in through an abandoned part west of the Stone home; The Western Creek jungle had been a second home to him, so he knew all the abandoned and unused paths so well.

His guilt and worry added another weight to my already heavy heart. “I’m sure he appreciates your beauty,” Dad said quietly. I kissed Dad’s cheek, and he reluctantly moved away to make room for Jaxon ’s parents. I’d never talked to them and had only seen them from afar at a couple of social functions. Mr. Moretti shared Jaxon ’s dark blue eyes, but his were clouded and his impressive size was diminished by the fact that he supported his weight on a cane. Jaxon ’s mother was elegant and beautiful with dark blond hair pulled up into a perfect chignon. Behind her, Jaxon ’s sisters waited, no less graceful and poised. That was how I was

Carminati made the call to let Jordan know Aaron was waiting. A few minutes later, the office door opened, and Janette greeted him with a smile. “Aaron!” she said, as if she hadn’t seen him in years. He honestly had no idea how old she was, but she appeared to be in her mid-fifties. Still fit and capable of decapitating a Vampire by any means necessary, though she’d always been known for her axe-wielding ability, the Hunter Leader was one of the most kind, considerate people he’d ever worked with.

“First, we need to arrest Jared. He’s a lose cannon and I won’t allow any of my elite team members to be injured because we have a mole on the inside. Second, Arden loses his computer privileges. I need to know who gave him that computer.” “Get us the computer and we’ll figure it out. I’m guessing whoever it is will bolt once they see that you’ve realized Jared is part of this and Arden is only in physical isolation,” Jude says. “I want a list of every employee, down to the cooks and janitors,” Dad says. “Already in your inbox, Councilman,” Tracker says. Raptor grins proudly, wrapping his arm around his mate's shoulders.

Chapter 7 J Empire At the top floor of J Empire, one of the top and best companies in Ryle, Jarek sat in an expensive advanced chair that was set to be released two years from now. Jarek had a cold expression, but a faint swirl of emotion played in his eyes as he read the novel in his hand. A knock on the door made him take his glance away from the novel. "Come in," Jarek said and in a few seconds, Assistant Jacob entered the office with a document in his hand.

Grace nudged, but then noticed someone at the front door. “Who the hell is that?” Wren turned. A tall and slim man was standing in the doorway, looking somewhere in his late thirties, with dark hair and an expression that was trying too hard to look friendly. She looked back at Grace. “That’s AJ. He’s from Kael’s agency. They sent him as a temporary replacement.” Grace’s face went blank. “Replacement? Where's Kael?” “He’s at the hospital. He got stabbed and lost a lot of blood. They said he’ll be okay but he needs time to recover.”

He had messed with the wrong person. Jade huffed victoriously and reached into her bag. She pulled out a sticker which she stuck to his head and then her phone. She removed the tracker on his sleeve and took a picture of his ID card and then of him. Sending the first picture to a contact saved as Lewis on her phone, she instructed that he dug up every dirt on him and sent it to her in less than thirty minutes.