Romans & histoires Michael Camp

The neighbor’s door swung open and Mitch walked out and took a seat on a wooden chair. “I need you to cover for Liam,” Mitch said as he pulled on his boots. “He’s ill and I need you to take on his duties. It’ll only be for today.” Liam was Mitch’s nephew and he worked the fields like Devin, tending to the vegetables and farming. I’ve worked under Mitch, the butcher, since I came to the Clear Mountain pack. He was suspicious of my familiarity with the blade but after my feigned innocence he didn’t question me. Under his watchful eye, I practiced slicing, dicing, and killing.

Michael's fingers involuntarily tightened on his mug, his inside was in disarray but he tried his best not to let it show on his face or reaction, he brought his mug to his lips and sipped "still the same guy?" "Yes." "Who do you say he is again?" Michael feigned nonchalance but he was really dying to know and he hate it. "His name is Craig Newton, age 29, divorced, father of one. The CEO of Mantis, came to LA for a business deal with the Caritas" Gary tabled out.

The three men sat in Damien office as they began to talk about their plan. "So what have you spot out Aaron? "Damien ask as he unbutton his shirt. "Yes boss, the warehouse house at Detroit is Michael Stan biggest generator and also his clubhouse in mexico also generate too but not enough sir. "Aaron said looking at the other two men. "So he don't even have enough properties and still his shoulder is high"Edward smirk in disgust.

The officer stared at him for a long time and then said, "I will be leaving now. Do you need anything else?" Michael sank into the chair that was nearby. "No, I am fine," he replied. It was obvious he wasn't going to get any positive response from the damn officer. The officer left and closed the door behind him. Michael had tried calling Marcus' number earlier but the line kept on saying busy. Times like this he wished he smoked, but he was a model and he had to strictly adhere to the terms of the contract he had sighed with the agency. He couldn't even fucking smoke!

he asked and Liam stared at him weirdly. “And you are?” Liam asked and the guy in black removed his sun shade. “Micheal Adams” TBC

I looked up to see a lean man with blonde hair and bright eyes raising his hands in surrender. Ricco, Nicco, and Maximo shielded me with their bodies. “Viola, it’s me, Carlo Mancuso!” He yelled loud enough to see him. I finally recognized him when he said his name. “Ricco, let him through. He’s my friend.” My three bodyguards obliged and Carlo walked to me. He was the nephew to Stefano Mancuso, the leader of one of the four mafia families in Italy. He and I were not friends. I’d only uttered those words to ensure Ricco would let him through. I’d gone to boarding school with him when I was in high school—before I transferred to an all-girls boarding school.

the caller chimed in. Michael Dutch was on the other end. Jon’s oldest friend. His non-biological brother. Michael also had the distinction of being one of the few people with a worse home life than Jon. His parents were self-absorbed assholes just like Jon’s, but they also had the added handicap of being poor. A hand-to-mouth existence had been Michael’s entire life. He needed an escape as much as Jon did. “Are we still on?” “Definitely.” “All right, I’ll meet you in a bit.”

Dad parked and brought out his phone. "Let me call Michael" my dad said bringing his phone to his ear. I look around at the students walking about. I'll be like them soon. I got out of the car the moment I saw Professor Micheal coming. Professor Micheal was my dads bosom friend, they went to the same secondary school and did their masters abroad together. "Good morning sir" I greeted with a smile. "Anjola, how are you? Professor Micheal asked with a smile. "Im fine sir" I replied.

He responded. "Will the two Alphas who have elected to stand with Alpha Caleb, please identify themselves." The head stated. The first person to get on his feet was Nolan. While they had patched up their relationship somewhat, Caleb still didn't expect much from Nolan, even less to speak alongside him. "I, Alpha Nolan, of the McGyver Pack, stand with Alpha Caleb of the Duncan Pack, in the trial of Alejandro." He announced. If Nolan standing to his feet shocked him, the next voice he heard, sent his shock into overdrive.

Michael “This will be our chance to catch him. When is the next exchange? We’ll lull him there and that’s it. “ “Richard never goes to the exchanges. Ever. “ Garrey said, “He is so, so careful, always has been. There’s no way he will let himself be caught. “ “He just has to be there, even if it's only briefly. “ “No, it won’t work. “ “It will. “ Mike tried to get up, he felt like he had been sitting for too long but once he moved, the pain reminded him of itself and he sat back. “He just needs to be there, “Mike said once again “I have all the other evidence. We just need to catch him then and there.” “I’m not sure….” “Come on, Garrey…” Garrey ran a hand through his hair. “There’s an exc