Agent Jareau Novels & Stories

“What’s the stat?” “I’ve got good news,” Jason says, emulating Chuck’s guido mode of speech instead of the surfer dude, no doubt figuring Chuck never revealed his true personality to Gale. “Agent Javor came to his senses and agreed to join us. I think his inside information on T.H.E.M. will prove to be invaluable when we’re ready to go public.” “And the girl?” The urgency in Gale’s distorted voice makes it clear that he could care less about whether Jason was killed or defected. I suppose I should be flattered.

"You related to Jack?" It shouldn't have felt like a slap to the face. I hadn't ever seen this guy. He didn't know who I was. Somewhere in my mind, I had assumed Daddy or Sarah or maybe even Austin would have at least mentioned Jack had two daughters, not just one. Apparently, that wasn't the case. "His daughter." The recognition I hoped for never crossed his face. "And you are?" "Tommy Campbell. Second in command." He stuffed his hands into the pockets of his well-fitted jeans. "Sorry to say I didn't realize Sarah had a sibling."

I told her, because I had decided she was owed even this, that the night had not only been violence, that I had reclaimed something in my own living room that Derek had spent three years trying to take, and that I was not ashamed of it and was not going to pretend to her that I was. I told her about driving to my mother’s. The three sentences. The investigation. I told her about the tulips, and the door put back on its hinges, and the book moved to the chair, and the photograph with the cleaned frame. I told her about the café and the bookstore and the envelope and the house in Brooklyn Heights. I told her his name. I said: “Marcus Reed. He runs a company called Arbitr AI. It makes the harm-