Agent 3 X Agent 8 Novels & Stories

"Yes, this is Keira. Who's calling?" I asked, my eyes drifting back to Jace. He didn't seem to notice me, heading over to a nearby seat on his own. "I'm from Amour Eternel Assurance, agent number A8338. Four years ago, you and Mr. Johnston purchased a love insurance policy from us. The policy term has expired, and we need to verify some information with you." A chill ran down my spine. I glanced instinctively at Hayden.

Saad ni Mark sa tatlong agents. "No way," aniya ni shane. "I can't believed it. Anong dahilan nila at bakit nila ginawa iyon kay attorney? Hindi kaya may galit ito sa kaniya," nagtatakang tanong ni Case. "Kahit kami ay hindi rin makapaniwala. Pero iyan mismo ang nakita namin. Kaya nga gusto kong imbestigahan ninyo ang dalawang iyan. Bahala na kayong magplano kung paano, but inform me bago ninyo gawin." Wika ni Mark. "Sana nagkakamali lang kami, pero sila talaga iyan. pumunta na kayo sa baba, para makuha ninyo ang inyong mga kailangan At mag-iingat kayo." Wika ni Mark sa tatlo. Kaya sumaludo na ang mga ito at lumabas na nang opisina. Nang makalabas na ang tatlong agents ay napa-upo na lang si

The seats molded automatically around her shape when she sat down. The taller man the one who’d spoken first sat across from her, visor retracting with a hiss. His face was older than she expected, weathered but steady. There was something tired behind his eyes, the kind of exhaustion that didn’t come from lack of sleep but from seeing too much. “Name’s Agent Keiran,” he said. “This is Agent Sol.” Clara said nothing. Her gaze was fixed on the scanner in Sol’s hand. The words still pulsed faintly THIRTEEN-A: ACTIVE.

For one to go out for assignment, he or she must have a rank, and luckily for me, I have been promoted to a ranked agent. Leonard is known as Agent 3. He told me the reason he hasn't been in the establishment is simply because he was sent out on a deadly mission, which justifies why I haven't seen him around, but my hunch tells me there is more to it, and to prove some of my doubt, it seems he doesn't get along well with Thierry and his father. I walked into a type of penthouse and then knocked on the door. It opened in no time and revealed a heavy scar man.

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𝙰𝚌𝚎 𝙰𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 7 years old. The brown-haired boy stood there looking at the woman helping her kids choose the toys they wanted. Ace didn't get help from her, he's shy, anxious that she's going to return the ten dollars teddy bear that he brought. His soft small hand clenched the ear of the brown teddy bear, he pouted and with a shaking body, he approached his mother.

The lights flickered and died, right on schedule. When power returned five minutes later, three agents were standing in the doorway One stepped forward. "Detective Grant?" "Yeah." Louis's voice was sandpaper rough. "Agent Timothy." He held up a document. "We're here for the drive." "Like hell you are," Louis muttered under his breath but stepped forward anyway. Seth could see his knuckles going white. Another agent started unplugging the drive while he pulled out an evidence bag. The third just watched them, hand resting casually by his side.

Making it easier for the agents to hear the spirits and respond back. “Good work!” said Mr Phenyo. Suddenly, a group of agents who had been out for an hour searching for restless spirits all returned back, with the spirits including the spirit of Jabu who had been inside the body of a very tall man. “Put them all in the SG Unit!” Ben instructed. The agents did as they were told. The spirits were similar to smoke, but their faces could be recognized. “Bring Veronica here!” Mr Phenyo instructed. She came as soon as she was called, she did not hesitate.

At that moment, she was no longer Reena Walters, but Agent Thirteen, trained in the art of extraction. She was not going to die tonight, not when things with the agency were still so muddied, not when she was not sure about William, and not when Caelan still breathed. “It's time, show me what you’ve got, Senora.” He whispered with a smirk as they moved through the double doors.

“You don’t have shit.” “Really?” I tilted my head, a smirk pulling at my lips. “Look,” he said, “I don’t know what you think you’ve got, but I’m clean. I’ve been with the Bureau for eight years. My record is spotless.” I shifted my gaze to the other two agents. They were still pretending to be engrossed in their work, so, I spoke loud enough for them to hear now. “You two want to chime in? Or are you waiting for your boy here to dig the hole deeper on his own?”