Agent Carolina Novels & Stories

I tell her and hang up. As I near Amber's house, it's large and beautiful. I have been here many times but every time I make a visit, I love it even more. Amber comes running down the stairs and opens the huge gate. She is beaming . I park my Porsche beside her Maserati and across Claire's Audi. There is a similarity among us and that is driving is our passion. I get out my car and before I close my door, she comes literally running and gives me a tight hug as if she is planning to crush my bone and choke me.

Daniel responded, taking his files to the study. Few minutes later, Blaze arrived in his new edition sports car accompanied by three exceptionally beautiful models from his music video. Tresh’s security could only appreciate from a distance as they accepted the keys to park away the luxurious car. Each week they graded which one of their bosses many girls was the most beautiful and most importantly most respectful. Immediately after that, Big G arrived with his rarest monster vehicle and also handed Tresh’s security his keys. “My men!” Tresh exclaimed, welcoming his best friends. The three of them were brought together by the love of music years ago. After some shaky start in their careers t

she whispered with a warning in her eyes. I nodded, understanding what she really meant. Offering a two-finger wave to Jake as a goodbye, I left the room in my black sports bra and black yoga tights and made my way into the gym's parking lot. I knew what I was searching for as I walked through the rows of cars. Finding the most pretentious car in the lot, I grinned. Cocky motherfucker.

he said and approached Sarah. "Are you in a relationship?" I asked him. They were both taken aback by what I said. "No," Sarah said. "Soon," Carlon added, smirking at me. "Sarah just wants to check if you have brownies today," carlon said. "I still have a lot. How many do you want? Also, I have cookies here. same price." "Cara, I'll buy one oatmeal cookie. I want to taste it," Carlon said. Even though he's my brother, he still needs to pay, and I don't think he has a problem with that. I know that he knew this was a business.

Nora P.O.V. The city’s neon-lit streets pulsed with life, casting their glow across the sleek, tinted windows of our black town car as it moved steadily through the heart of the bustling nightlife. From the back seat, I watched the world speed by, flashes of red, blue, and yellow merging into a chaotic blur. Beside me, Agent Lee, my partner for this operation, sat reviewing the details of tonight’s mission. His sharp, focused gaze never left the screen of the tablet resting on his lap, illuminating his face with a cold, blue hue.

He left Cleveland to go to Ohio State, got a killer job in South Carolina, and ended up in Columbia, head of the department. "I'll see you in a few, babe." A few minutes later, I pulled up in front of a small red brick ranch, which, by what I'd seen on my drive, was pretty typical for the Carolinas. The backyard was swallowed by an oversized garage, which I already knew was taken up by his new black Camaro, his Harley, and a nineteen sixty-nine fire-engine red Camaro. The front door flung open, and he was down the steps, picking me up and spinning me around.

Someone in the crowd recognized the person stepping out of the lead vehicle and gasped. “How on earth is this nightmare here…” The person stopped in front of me, her voice ice-cold. “Which car did you want smashed?”

Carter. *************************************************

“Yeah, that’s Logan Carter.” There was a round of Oh's and ahs from the group at the window. I heard my phone buzz on the table with a notification. I closed my laptop down and grabbed my things. A lot of the office stayed at the window watching as I exited. I must admit they were correct; he looked exceptional. He was wearing dark jeans, a crisp white T-shirt and a black leather jacket. He was leaning against the bonnet of a car I didn’t recognise.

She didn't want to tell me why she left North Carolina, but I'm quite sure I knew it wasn't just some fight with her mom this time. The video feed was all black and white. It's an older system, but it told me all that I really needed to know. The car I saw leave the adjacent parking lot earlier did pass by the camera that day. I zoomed in and saw an older man driving. A man I had seen before but not in a long, long time. I did an internet search for the type of license plate designs that they have in North Carolina. First in Flight. Red lettering with a design of an airplane in blue in the background. That mother-fu8cker.