Agent Reid Novels & Stories

As he finished speaking, a furious shout rang out, "Shut up! Who gave you the right to disrespect Mr. Adrian?!" Reid, flushed with anger, stepped between them and glared at the agent. The agent was taken aback. He saluted respectfully and said, "Mr. Reid! What are you doing here?" As a member of the Council of Elders' direct force, the agent naturally recognized Reid, who wielded significant influence within the Council. "Answer my question,” Reid growled. Flustered and not daring to argue, the agent replied softly, "Mr. Reid, this is an order from above..."

They went downstairs together and through the compound and Roman felt the pack bond registering their movement, felt the quiet attention of forty one wolves tracking their Alpha and Luna walking toward the gate side by side, and thought that whatever Reid had come here to accomplish he was about to discover that the asset he had engineered into this territory had become something his warrant didn't have a category for. The gate came into view. Six federal agents in tactical gear standing in a loose formation that was trying to look casual and wasn't. Reid in the center, gray haired and entirely unsurprised by anything he was looking at, which was itself a kind of answer. He saw Sara. Somethi

"Reid was just excited when he heard about me chatting with some investors yesterday, there was nothing else." Rowen stood in front of Aliana, speaking for her. Tomas was indeed an investor, and Reid was indeed using his phone. It was only after listening to Tomas's words that Reid became emotionally excited. No problem. The agent was a bit skeptical, but now it doesn't matter so much, taking care of people is more important. He skillfully took out his own large bag, which was filled with a pile of medical supplies. He walked into the mud house and started taking care of it earnestly.

Reid leaned on the table beside him, exhaling smoke as if he had all the time in the world. “She’s alive. And she’s not who either of us thought she was.” He flicked ash from the cigarette. “But I think you already knew that.” My silence answered for me. “She’s not just some woman hiding behind a new name. She’s a ghost with a government-issued badge and blood on her hands,” Reid said. “An agent. One of theirs.” My head snapped toward him. He gave a tight smile. “You know that part too , don't you?”

Agents had seen me, pistols were drawn, eyes getting narrow like only a predator could. “Sabrina,” the first agent said with a sneer, advancing, his gun leveled. “Tyler’s done with you. Either we do this quietly, or we do it here.” I stepped back with a shaky but defiant voice and raised hands. “I’m not your pawn anymore. Tell Tyler he’s finished.”

“Right now. He’s a smart man and it won’t take him long to cross-reference your face with the asset reports.” Carver casually walks over to the small plastic bin near the door, pulling a silver cigarette case from his pocket. He taps a cigarette against the metal, looking entirely unbothered by the near-miss. “David Reid is an aging dinosaur grasping at the embers of an empire that is already turning to ash. Let him look.” He leans down, his face inches from Eli’s, his breath smelling faintly of peppermint and expensive scotch. “Don’t forget who holds your leash, Arden,” he whispers.

I gritted out as pain spread through my chest as he squeezed me. "Right, I'm so sorry." He said as he pulled away quickly. "It's fine," I shrugged as I turned to Gary. "We still have a lot to talk about Gary," I informed him and he walked up to me till he was a hairsbreadth away. "Remember what I told you, help the girl regain her memories." He whispered into my ear and I nodded as my eyes met his. "Alright I wish you no more incidents on your trip back," he said as he patted my arm.

“Well, if it isn’t Aidon’s dashing, young nephew. It really runs in the family.” “I apologize for only speaking with you now,” Rein said. But as she met with the Dona’s eyes, she saw the redness and puffiness that the older woman tried to get rid of. “I would feel bad if I didn’t know that member of hers worked with the terrorists,” she said to herself. She instead offered her condolences, “I’m sorry for your loss, Dona. I can only imagine what you’re feeling right now.” Agatha gave a thin smile and replied with a small, “Thank you.” Now all Rein has to accomplish tonight is to establish a good impression with the madam.

, I replied seriously remembering what that reid guy did. "You got harassed, on your first day - by whom?" " A guy named Reid. He just won't leave me alone. He's mighty obsessed with me and he doesn't understand what ',not interested' means". "Perhaps he really likes you, or maybe he has some mental issues" "No, he seemed pretty sane to me. He gives off this bad vibe that makes me wanna stay far away from him". Very far.

I’d never met a CEO like him—at least not yet. Now, about the new guy—Nicholas Brian—nobody seemed to know anything about him, and the acting CEO, James Leigh, refused to say a word. Still, I’d overheard some staff saying Nicholas was Mr. Rogers' son. Others claimed he was his nephew. Anyway, time would tell. Halfway to the car wash, my phone started ringing. It was Rebecca, one of the writers on my team. “Hello!” I said, picking up. “What’s up?”