Agent 4 Novels & Stories

"Find a way to gather another $500 million. We need to secure the Bloodgod Herb at the Parker family’s auction." "Understood." The next day. Horace and Caelus arrived at the Agency. They were escorted in by security only after receiving the proper clearance. The Agency’s building had ten floors. The top floor was where the Agency's leader, Liam, worked. It was also where the Four Kings of the Agency gathered. However, due to the unique and dangerous nature of the Four Kings, Liam was usually the only one at the Agency. Liam opened the office door and approached Horace and Caelus, his face expressionless. "Why are you two here?"

“Yоu’rе hарру tо solve аnоthеr hіgh-рrоfіlе ‘саtсh-а-сор-іn-thе-асt’ саѕе. It hаѕ nothing tо dо with April, dоеѕ іt?” Hе doesn’t ѕау a wоrd. Nоw I knоw іt’ѕ truе. Agent Jason Cooper hаѕ ambitions. Of соurѕе hе dоеѕ. It’s not аbоut ѕаvіng Aрrіl аt all.

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.

Nerves were eating me up inside. "Alright. Take the elevator to the 10th floor and ask for Adrian Kings". She pointed out the elevator. "Thank you". I smiled. "You're welcome". She returned my smile. I walked towards the elevator and hit the button for the 10th floor once in. The elevator dinged before opening at the 10th floor. I stepped out and saw a door in front of me. Opening it, I saw employees at their different desks working. They all looked so serious and focused on their job that they didn't even notice me. I scanned their faces for a less serious one then I found him.

It was a gamble she had to take, her determination driving her to find a trustworthy associate to bring down Diane's evil plot. Shannon's fingertip hovered over the mouse, her gaze fixated on the screen. Her perfectly arched brow scrutinized the name before her: "Agent Smith." The profile description was cryptic, revealing just enough to grab her interest. The words hinted at a hidden prowess, a potential secret weapon in her mission. With a determined click, she summoned Agent Smith's dossier to the forefront. The screen illuminated her face as she absorbed the details, her lips curving into a subtle but anticipatory smile. There was something undeniably captivating about this lady, her fac

At the Underground Agents Company, Agent Zero was typing on her laptop when her door opened. “This is our latest mission, as the boss said,” Agent One approached. “May I see?” Agent Zero asked seriously to her fellow agents. “Mr. Don Emilio Gayag is a drug dealer and syndicate. He has a daughter named Aiya Gayag,” Agent One mentioned. Lixue looked up and read the folder her colleague was holding. “Gayag? Is the boss still in the office?” Agent Zero asked. “He’s not in his office because he’s going upstairs,” Agent One replied.

He is the one who always drives me to the delivery location. "Always welcome, Agent 7," he beams at me, and I pass him a cute smile before hoping out of the black SUV bulletproof car. I'm now known as Agent 7. 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.

I had the servants throw all of Tiffany’s belongings straight into the recycling bins, then contacted an agent to list the villa for sale. With Maddie in tow, I rushed to the engagement party. On the way, Tiffany called. “Hubby, why are people from the Attorney General’s Office at the company? Hurry over and sort this out! “I’m busy! Stop causing trouble!” What, busy cuckolding me? I sneered coldly and immediately blocked her number. Arriving at the hotel Fabian mentioned, I saw the entrance filled with luxury cars.

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Eleanor gave a slight, professional nod and left, closing the door with a soft, definitive click. Alone, Layla sank into the impossibly soft leather of her chair. She powered on the tablet. The screen glowed to life, and after a moment, a smooth, androgynous voice filled the quiet room. "Welcome, Ms. Costov. I am Aegis. I am integrated into all Wade Global systems. Your biometrics have been registered. How may I assist you?"