Agent Jones Novels & Stories

I snatch it away. "What was that?" I questions. "Was that...That wasn't Grayson was it?" Jasper, glancing around, assesses the shadows sliding in between the trees, as the sun finally sets. His ring glints in the rising moonlight. Commander of the Night. "Be quiet." He snaps. I fold my arms, forcing his hand to fall back to his side. "I'm not doing anything until you tell me what's going on. Do you know how isolating it-"

I had just pulled into the drive way at my Apartment in Heaven Springs when my cell phone rang. I frowned when i looked at the screen Col Jones? “Robbie I know you just drove into your complex, but meet me at Playfair Hotel we need a drink for all the work that you have put in. I read you thing and it’s a green light" I smirked a little and wondered why in all the time that I’ve been deployed in the intelligence unit. The bird has never invited me out to a drink. I wonder what has triggered this manifestation.

Likewise, he had Elliott in an observation tower that surveyed most of the zoo in case Wigdon decided he preferred another mammal this evening. After the debauchery at NYC, Aaron had done his best to recruit better Hunters. He hadn’t made a lot of headway, but he did have an older gentleman named Rusty and a woman named Connie on the team now. Both of them were in position, paired with Hannah and Eliza respectively. Jamie was nearby in reserve, only there at all in case someone was injured. Rusty was a bit slow, and Connie was hit or miss, but both took direction well, which his teammates appreciated. Not having any argumentative teammates was a plus from their perspective.

A grey-haired man with glasses at the end of his nose sat next to Alex, holding some equipment up to his chest. His skin was a dark umber, and the moment I walked into the room, I could smell it. He was a wolf. He seemed to finish whatever he was doing, taking his time, then turned around to look at me with a smile. “You must know this man, yes?” I nodded, not sure what to say. “He’s lucky he’s alive–one more minute and he might not have made it,” he continued. The man stood up. He was dressed in scrubs, and I could read a nametag now. Doctor Jones.

She wanted to be here, to fight alongside me, but I couldn’t risk it — not with the babies depending on her. The scent trail was faint but distinct. It led us deeper into the forest, past the familiar boundary markers of our territory. Whoever this man was, he knew our land well. I couldn’t shake the feeling that we were walking straight into a trap, but we had no choice. We had to find him. The name **Jona** had surfaced recently, whispered by those who knew of his infamy. He was once the leader of a rogue group known for their brutality and cunning, a man whose reputation sent chills down even the most hardened warriors.

"It's alright mom. I'm OK." The doctor left and two minutes later, I was face to face with two officers. I sighed, bracing myself for the questions they would ask. "Miss Jones, my name is officer Allen and this is my partner, officer Williams." officer Allen was a man in his early thirties, lean, muscular and had a friendly face. His piercing blue eyes had a warm look. His partner, officer Williams, was a stout man. Mustache, black hair, black eyes and a sour expression.

I watch as Lucas paid attention to him like a child who had just heard a story for the first time. “Where did you guys stop, I will be waiting for you in the sitting room, Master Dowell, call me when you need me.” I notice the arrangement in their bonding, Mr. Jones was an adviser as well as an employee. He had known how to keep the line and not trespass, he managed to handle the position of an adviser and also work as an obedient employee where necessary. I guess it’s because he knows that crossing the line will only mean destruction. Lucas would never take it easy on anyone who disobeyed him. But I was not sure of what may happen in the case of Mr. Jones.

A team had been on site since that morning to beef up security and ensure the new location was able to hold Ethan. At least Grant knew some of the new guys he'd be working with besides Nolan and Brenden. There was Brett Jones, a former CIA agent who'd lost his job when he'd put the life of an American informant over that of the orders. Then there was Quinton and Kage whom Grant had met and worked with in South Africa during a destination wedding event for one of the Alpha Team guys that had gotten tricky. The rest of the team hadn't yet distinguished themselves enough for their names to stick in Grant's mind. What mattered was that they took orders and acted quickly.

Zain strode into the command room followed by two familiar faces, FBI Agents Owen King and Rusty Rodgers, two reliable guys who'd been through hell and back with them already. Owen sat next to Ryan. The two had been friends since before Alec joined the company, back when Owen was just a Seattle detective. The former cop was a good friend to have that was for damn sure. He'd come through for them on more than one occasion. "Most of you know Owen and Rusty." Zain nodded at the two men then turned his attention to the projector. He flicked his fingers across the screen and the image of a dark haired man with brown eyes and a heavy five o' clock shadow gazed down on them. "This is CIA Agent Bret

It ached badly like she had slammed her head into a rock , of course the bat behind had a Rocky head . “ You bumped into me Miss ” Jones countered taking abrupt by her rude speech . He had expected an outright apology from her instead she is a blabber mouth . “ Do you know that I am wife of Ryan Reynolds ? ” she asked batting her lashes as she spoke while Jones looked at her from head to toe and let out a chuckle “ You are a con artist ,are you not ?.” he leaned asking her “ Watch your mouth you good for nothing ” she cursed “ oh I will ,if you stop claiming what is not yours ” Jones retorts as he walked away to meet his Mistress .