Agent 4 Novels & Stories

She had ripped off the bandages off my healing wounds and poured salt into them. "You can stand watch outside. I'll go in now" The agent nodded and made to leave but I asked, "And your name is...?" "We don't have names but a title, Your Highness, I'm Shadow Agent 45 and will lay down my life to serve yours" "Goodnight, Agent 45" I turned away and left him. This night was supposed to be fun but it ended up in disaster. When I entered my room, I took a cold shower to calm my nerves before rolling my naked body into the comfortable bed and wrapping the warm duvet around myself.

He will only give a cellphone when it is for the mission and an emergency. The first mission was simple. We just need to get the fake money from an illegal organization around Bangkok and burn the whole building of the factory. I was assigned as the backup of Agent4 Blue. Agent4 Pilot Bulb was in charge as the pilot and just waited for us back in the airport. Agent4 Isleen was just hiding somewhere and was the one giving signals in our earpiece. We had memorized the blueprint of the building. And as we arrived, there were a lot of men guarding this abandoned building.

There are not many things there only a desk with a chair, a bookshelf that's full of books, and a television on the wall. I quickly stepped forward, "SD agent, Katarina Clyde, code Eagle Team." "SD agent, Scout Kipper, code Cayote Team." "AD agent, Kelly Crawford, code Cheetah Team." "AD agent, Johan Marshall, code Kangaroo Team." "SD agent, Britt Preston, code Cheetah Team." "AD agent, Minnie Lopez, code Eagle Team." "AD agent, Hade Fox, code Eagle Team." I turn my head quickly to 'Hade'. Nice try, you impostor.

That's ridiculous and gross. "I think so, I met a guy the other day at the university, he was hiding behind a trash can," I said and abuela choked on her drink, yes abuela is drinking coffee. "What kind of an agent is that? That's ridiculous and gross," Abuela said with disgust laced in her voice. "He's agent 24 Rain, be careful when you came across him again. He's the one who's assigned to spy on you and God knows what they'll do to you, so watch your back and don't let your guard down," Roberto said as he looks at me in the eyes.

Of course it won’t have all the secrets on The Devil or The Playground, but it’ll have something. Quickly, I connect my phone to the system, hands shaky with a mix of excitement and nerves as I type in my password to bring up the application mandated by the agency to help crack secure files. “Oh shit.” I mumble when my phone nearly fall from my shaky grip. Wiping my sweaty hands on my pants, I unlock the agency app with facial recognition. It takes a few tries but it starts up, copying the entire system. I’m on the edge of my seat when it turns blue on the phone screen, then the progress bar appears.

Builds a picture of Kessler's operation that's more complete than anything we've had before. By the time the agent stops talking, we have three new facility entry points, a full list of security rotations, and the names of twelve more embedded wolves scattered across allied territories. "Get him out of here," I say to the guards. They haul the agent away. He's crying. Broken. But alive. I prefer it that way. Dead men can't provide intelligence. And right now, intelligence is the only weapon that matters. I move to the next holding cell. Agent number four. Female. Mid-twenties. Hale recruited her straight out of Northern Pine's training program. She's been feeding Kessler patrol schedules and

He didn’t know whether to act out on his feelings or join the others beyond the door that led into a weird sandy desert area. Naraja: *Sigh*. Here we go I guess. End of Episode 4: Doubt.

asks Dane. "Yeah. So when cadets graduate at the age of thirteen from the program and become agents, they receive an 'agent name'," explains Dexter to Dane, "it serves as a reference among the agency. The agent name is only written down in paper files, and it can't be found on any digital platform. Therefore acting as a code that is not only difficult to access but also as a code that only certain people know." "What do you mean?" asks Dane. "The agent name serves as a way to differentiate agents coming back from a mission and an impostor," I add to Dexter's explanation, "therefore it serves as a security measure to stop impostors from entering into the agency at the most vulnerable point."

"I saw you on the shore when I woke up this morning and attended to you. There is fruit in the house, do you want some?” I followed her confused, trying to connect one information with the other, but this woman spoke very fast. “Do you let any stranger into your house? You have even asked my name.” “Your name is Alexander Hardy; you live in New York and you’re a vigilant.” "I'm a security agent, girl,” I said annoyed, "And how do you know all that about me?" "It was in your wallet." She opened the door and let me pass. “Do you have gas on the stove?” I asked confused.