Agent Reid Novelas e Histórias

"Garrett Reid." Karl and I looked at each other. I did not know that name. Karl's expression said he did not either. That was the problem — six months of Meridian monitoring, two accord calls with Webb, Sora's Oslo debrief, Budapest, Tobias's case files, and Garrett Reid had not appeared in any of it. "Give me a number for your employer," I said. The man reached into his jacket — slowly, both of us watching — and produced a card. I took it.

"We get Aiden to confess on record." "How?" "You wear a wire. Visit him in the hospital. Get him talking about his plan." "He'll never admit it." "He will if you give him what he wants." "Which is?" "Confirmation that you're leaving Jamie. That he won." Reid pulled out a small recording device. "Tell him you made a mistake. That you want him back. His ego won't be able to resist gloating." "And if it doesn't work?" "Then you and Jamie go to prison and Aiden wins anyway." Reid pushed the device across the table. "Your choice."

Nakangiting Anito sa kanya at kumindat pa sa dalaga, saka sumunod sa mga naunang agents. "God please take good care of my Maynard." Usal na dasal ni Rui. Matapos nuon ay bumalik na sya sa pagharap sa laptop kung saan ang lahat nang cctv sa loob nang mansyon ay na hack nila. Sa tulong nang kaibigan nilang si Case. Ilang saglit pa ay nakikita na ni Rui kung nasaan ang kanyang pinakamamahal. Kasama ang iba pang agent. Maingat ang mga ito na pumasok sa loob nang mansyon.

"Don't you involve my father in this! You guys refused to help us,when we needed it! Some pathetic excuse of an Alpha you are!" He doesn't respond,not showing if he was offended. His next words surprising her. "So you decide to approach Rebel for help? " She freezes,how does he know? No one was spared ,then how come he came to know it was Rebel's doing. "Enlightening you with the man's chargesheet. Rebel is a criminal Ms Rosie. A declared wanted by the council." "Seeking help of such a person and associating with likes of him can leave you behind bars"

Reid's mind replayed the battle against Denzel, his thoughts consumed by the sudden turn of events. The memory of Denzel's lifeless body, mere moments from defeat, now stood vividly in his mind."How did he recover so quickly?" Reid wondered, his brow furrowed in puzzlement. His eyes narrowed, scrutinizing every detail.Denzel had been on the brink of defeat, his strength waning, his movements faltering. But then, inexplicably, he stood up, his eyes blazing with renewed determination, and fought back with vigor."What kind of magic was that?" Reid's curiosity gnawed at him, refusing to let go. He replayed every moment, searching for clues.Seeking answers, Reid summoned Keeran, his beta."Keeran,

"Which means we need four of the remaining five to vote not guilty. We already have three willing to meet with Aria privately. We need to make sure those three stay firm and try to flip one more." "What about Reid?" I asked. "Do we know anything about him?" Victoria and Marcus exchanged a look. "Reid lost his son six months ago," Marcus said quietly. "Young wolf. Got involved with a corrupt Alpha from the southern territory. Died because nobody spoke up about what was happening to him." I felt something shift in my chest. "He might understand what this is about more than anyone," I said quietly. "That is what I am hoping," Victoria said. She folded her hands in front of her. "I want you to m

These were ghosts from the Maddox family’s more shadowed corners, men whose histories were scrubbed and rewritten with Maddox money. Reid, stocky with an eternal five o'clock shadow and a stare that could freeze a bullet mid-air, was bent over his laptop. He’d been on camera duty all night, scanning public footage, digging into anything with a digital trace. His tattoos curled up his neck and under his ear like smoke.

“Because I don't trust that brand. There's something about the proposal they sent. It seems almost too good.” Rogers nodded with understanding. “Would you want me to look into it?” He asked. “Yes. Find out all the information you can get on that brand.” I replied. “I understand.” Mr. Rogers said. As he was about to leave, I suddenly remembered something important. “Rogers.” I called out. “Mr. Reid.” He responded. “Any update on that lawyer from four years ago?” I asked him. “Yes Mr. Reid. He is still in coma, but his secretary runs and maintains order at his firm.”

She was good at her job. After highlighting the Uber ride she had ordered, she decided to take the elevator, in hope that she might bump into someone — that might take her attention from the thoughts that disturbed her innermost mind. And as usual, she bumped into her boss, Mr. Mike Ross.

the driver whispers, sucking in a deep breath before pushing open his door and stepping out. The moment the two men find themselves face-to-face, Blaze begins his interrogation, refusing the waste a second before asking, "first things first... what's your name?" "Andrew," he answers. "Full government name?" The driver answers reluctantly, and he wasn't sure what question he was expecting next - perhaps his address or date of birth - but he certainly didn't expect the man to demand to see an ID. "And do you have a form of identification to account for that?" Blaze wonders, arms crossing over his chest when he asks to see it.