Agent Reid Novels & Stories

She rarely interacted with anyone until the following Monday morning at work. She would not be missed for days. Strolling over to the sideboard, he tossed a few ice cubes into a crystal glass and poured himself a generous three fingers of bourbon. He was anxious to return to the compound. Reid despised these business trips that forced him away for months at a time. His clients paid a premium for fast and efficient results. He was already behind schedule after the last girl failed to live up to her potential. Reid flipped open the file resting on the polished wood surface and stared at the glossy photo paper-clipped to the top as he took a sip of his drink, soothed by the cold burn as it slip

Not only were they rogues, they had the audacity to operate on my turf. "Boss," Reid said in greeting, but he wasn't fooling me with that smirk. If there was someone I trusted with all my life, it was Reid. He is my friend, my Beta, and vice president of Grayson Corporation, where I am president. "Who are you fooling?" "Not you." He smiled and sat down without invitation. "You need to be present for the takeover." "Of course. Where would I be if I wasn't witnessing history being made?" "You're right."

“Let me guess, it has something to do with Edgar Duncan.” Gavin Caleston’s heavy breath from the other side seemed to confirm what Hagen had thought. The name Edgar Duncan was a taboo topic. He didn’t know how many people the man had harmed. Not only Hagen or Camellia—there are probably dozens of other people out there. “Levi Reid almost lost his entire fortune just because of that **** guy.” This time Hagen was stunned, Levi Reid’s name was very familiar. The man was a mayor in Denver and one of the confidants of the Red Cage organization. It’s only natural that Gavin Caleston, who is a member of the organization, feels angry.

I asked aloud, my feet now shuffling restlessly against the rugged floor. "I'm sorry, man. Whoever did it had thought about everything carefully," Reynold said, and I could hear the tiredness in his voice. "Hmmm," I said thoughtfully before adding, "I'm going to send you a contact who's going to help you. His name is James Furry, he's an FBI agent." I told Reynold, sending him James' contact immediately. The line went dead.

Hugh had commented to Alpha Armstrong on more than one occasion that they would have made good Reivers had they not been human. Hugh found the number of the C.E.O’s direct line and pressed call. “Mr Crozier, how may I be of assistance this fine Sunday?” drawled the soft Edinburgh accent. “Mr Ridal, I need you to find somebody for me.” “Email me what details you have on the individual using the usual channels, do you just want an address or full disclosure?” Hugh thought for a moment, if he was going to pay for this service he might as well get his money's worth. “Full disclosure if you would.”

He threatened him, "Now scram." Asher gritted his teeth and glared at me. Meanwhile, I hid before the broad back of the stranger. Asher left while stomping his feet and when the stranger turned around to face me, I saw concern on his face. "Are you okay?" His sharpness in his voice dissipated, replaced by the softness. He looked like a completely different person. "I am." I glanced at my wrists where there were visible signs of his marks, "Thank you." He smiled, "I am Henry Reid, soon going to be a Minister of Information and Technology." He introduced himself and pulled out the business card from his coat.

Now he was the only family Paxton claimed. Silas grinned. "Thought I saw a bug." "Asshole." Paxton snorted. "Nerd." Brett Jones twisted in his seat and glared back at the two of them. Chances were they'd gotten carried away on that last flight after one too many drinks. "You're both asshole nerds," He said. Brett was a former CIA agent and current fresh meat recruit seeing as he'd gotten fired after helping one of Aegis' own save his girlfriend from a tight spot.

Scarlet chuckled, eyes glinting with tears of happiness, letting them run down her cheek happily. "I'm going to be gone for a while," Reid suddenly announced and Scarlet immediately pulled herself out of his arms. Well done, Reid, he decided to ruin the moment. He felt like smacking himself! "What, you are leaving me here?" "No, no, no," Reid responded, taking hold of her hands. "Then why are you leaving, is it work?" Reid shook his head. "It's not," "Then tell me!" she demanded. "I-I used to have a doctor in the humans' city, Mrs. Adams, she's the only one who understands and helps me, she makes my pills. I stopped my sessions with her because I thought I got better. I thought I had control

I didn’t love him—didn’t even care about him—but his badge and his name were my ticket to a better life, and now he’d vanished, leaving me stranded. The briefing room loomed ahead, its glass walls revealing a cluster of agents gathered around a long table. I pushed through the door, my lips trembling as I feigned distress, my hands clutching a tissue I didn’t need. Supervisory Special Agent Reynolds stood at the front, his salt-and-pepper hair catching the light, his voice gruff as he addressed the team.

Ru hoped she’d never, ever have to shed tears of sadness over her mother again. After a long moment, Maggie released her, saying, “We should go look at those sketches. Stew will cover for me.” “Okay, but Mom, you might not be worried about the Reapers, but I am. I need to know how close they are.” “Can’t you sense them?” she asked, nonchalantly. Ru shook her head, sighing. “Not very well. But the rest of my teammates probably can. I am learning, though.” She wanted to stay positive, focusing on everything she had accomplished.