Agent Reid Novelas e Histórias

I stood straight before him, and my gaze fell on his shaking frame as he immediately backed away from me towards the edge of the chair. “In three days, you said?” I asked; my voice was a little calmer now. Reid nodded frantically. “As soon as I get her, I'll hand her over to you, I promise.” I could have believed him, unfortunately, but the man was a liar and would do anything to save his own life. One thing was for certain for now, and that was the fact that Victor Rein hadn't gotten her yet. “Stop lying to me, Reid.” His eyes widened a fraction when Christian simply took a step further. “I'm not lying! I would hand her over to you.”

"Isabella Moretti, just like you ordered." The man turned around slowly. Grey eyes locked on mine. No warmth, no smile, just a cold calculation, like he was sizing up a new weapon. This had to be Damien Voss—the Reaper. I'd heard the name in passing from my dad's rare phone calls, but nothing prepared me for the real thing. I straightened up, ignoring how my hands shook. "You'd better have a damn good reason for dragging me out of my bed in the middle of the night. I have a life. An apartment. Students who expect me in class tomorrow."

I opened the gate, entering the compound. I scanned the surroundings, and I could feel the rogue closer already. "They were five!" Reid shouted. "I also got some marks on each of them. I'm sure if you didn't have any superpowers they would beat you more than they did with me." He fired. I smirked. "So... If they were five, why don't you have a team of your own? No one wants to team up with a loser?" I scorned, not sparing him a look but still keeping a rapt attention. That fucking rogue was going to appear soon.

“Yes sir” “Find her. I want her address. Now” Harry hesitated. “You mean......” “You know damn well who I mean.” There was silence, then the click of keys over the line. “Give me a few minutes.” The call ended. Reid got off the bed and paced his room. He couldn’t think straight. His company, his pride, gone in a blink of an eye, all because he underestimated one person. And that person turned out to be the one person he loved the most.

He was listening and nodding his head. So you're manipulating the different molecules to do your bidding, so bossy," he teased and I grunted and walked straight through the door to hear him say Whoa. My cell phone started ringing and I answered seeing it was Liam. "Morning sis, thought you'd like to know that Rai's put out the open hunt on your mate, reapers are free to send him on without any card. You both may end up in the void if they don't take off your heads and end you permanently," he said softly. I sighed sadly and thanked him for the heads up.

He didn’t say the name with love, that’s for sure. “I am.” Hunter nodded hesitantly. “How is Collin a reaper? What are reapers exactly?” Callie asked. “Reapers are kind of like special agents. Trained to deal with combat and other things. Reapers are normally sent out in groups to bring in the people on the list.” “They abduct people?” Callie’s eyebrow shifted up. “Kind of.” He nodded. “What do they do to the people they capture?” I asked hesitantly. “I don’t know.” Hunter replied, “Reapers are required to work on orders, no questions asked.”

Painting over it, nailing it shut and making it ours. Gavin held up a clump of polished river stones like treasure. “Look, Mommy! I’m hiding these in the corner. Don’t tell anyone!” I smiled, a little hollowly. “Your secret’s safe with me, mountain lion.” Then I heard a soft knock against the wooden base below then three distinct, familiar raps. Reid. A moment later, his head appeared through the hatch and he climbed in, boots silent on the floor. He was holding a folded piece of paper in one hand, the edges curled from wear. His other hand rested lightly on the dagger at his hip, like always.

Later that evening, Reid stood on the terrace of the security firm’s rooftop office, a cigarette between his fingers, something he hadn’t touched in almost a year. The wind tore through his jacket. But he didn’t feel the cold. He watched the city lights burn like fireflies below. He didn’t know what tomorrow would look like. But he knew one thing for sure. If Luca Virelli thought his big declaration of truth gave him a clean slate, he was wrong. Because Reid had fought for Asher too.

"I know. The Ross' always go over top. Listen, cancel that deal with her. I'll pay you any amount you want to help her get those kids out. Where are they anyway?" "The small one's at St. Agatha's orphanage for girls. And the brother, I'm not sure." Andres arrived with the car and Tony stood up. "Do we have a deal?" "I want an additional two million on our monthly deal." "Done. My lawyer will call you." Tony moved toward the backseat of the car and paused before going in. "Why are you helping this woman? You like her?" "Something like that. Don't tell her about this deal of ours, okay? Call her now and tell her you want her to spy on me instead. And order her to make me fall in love with her.

"The person who's been watching your building is a freelance investigator named Bates. Bates has been hired twice — once during the Morrison period, which you already knew, and once in the last three weeks." "Morrison hired him both times?" I asked. "Morrison hired him the first time. The second time — Danny Reid." Alex did not move. "Reid and Morrison are connected?" I said. "They have been for at least two years." Carver opened the folder. "Reid worked as a consultant for one of Morrison's subsidiaries from 2022 to early 2024. The engagement is listed as strategy advising but the invoices suggest something more specific — litigation intelligence." I looked at Alex. "He wasn't a coincidence