Anthony Reeves Novels & Stories

Aust happened to be in Richworth, so the best way forward was to deal with Blair through him. Anthony left the room and pulled out his phone to dial a number. “Calvin.” The voice of a foreign man came on the phone. Anthony said, “You can start preparation on the plan we talked about yesterday, Aust.” “Haha. I hope it will be a pleasure working with you, Calvin.”

JILLIAN I didn’t get any answer from Hailey so here I am still thinking about it. She really doesn’t want to answer. It’s morning again and I’m busy with house chores. This morning felt weird and I don’t like it. Angelo suddenly appeared in front of me that I screamed. “It’s just me,” he said when I shut my mouth covering it with my hand. “You startled me,” I rolled my eyes and grab on the vacuum cleaner to continue what I am doing. He is here again helping me with everything.

The world would see it. But no, I had another agenda. I knew Anthony needed her. Landing Harvest Bloom was the one thing that would save his pathetic little rebrand. I smiled as I sipped my drink. I’ve stared down crime lords in basements that reeked of bleach and blood. Sat across from men who kill before they speak. Anthony? He’s a boardroom baby. I could take him out in 5 seconds. But where’s the fun in that?

POV: Selene Castellano Thomas Reeves. That was the name. Thomas Reeves, who had helped them navigate Hale. Who had sent Kofi to sit across from Maya in a coffee shop? And had appeared at every critical moment with exactly the right information at exactly the right time. Thomas Reeves, whose name was on the foundation's donor list for $250,000, gave quietly six months ago through a holding company that Amara had verified as clean. Thomas Reeves had been under federal investigation for eighteen months.

Anthony was a ruthless and cold-blooded person! In the afternoon, Anne lay there thinking. The more she thought about her anxious family members who could not find her, the more anxious she felt. Anne grabbed the phone next to her and dialed Anthony's number. Anthony was having a meeting. Much to his surprise, the phone was connected to the computer, and the screen was being projected onto the screen! As soon as she called, Anthony's fingers had just pressed down on the keyboard, and he answered the phone in front of a dozen high-level executives with the speaker on.

The mailbox said REEVES in stick-on letters, and the second E was slightly crooked. I climbed the porch steps. My hand was raised to knock when the door opened. Not Ethan. Tommy. Tommy Reeves stood in the doorway like a structural problem. He was leaning against the frame with one shoulder, arms crossed over his chest, wearing a white T-shirt that had no business being that tight and grey sweatpants that sat low on his hips — the kind of low that wasn’t a fashion choice but a consequence of a body that had been engineered for explosive lateral movement and didn’t conform to the same spatial assumptions as regular clothing.

Morris took a sip out of the forty he was holding. “Rockelle, I’m going to rap with Morris for a minute since he’s here,” Anthony said. “Go ahead, I’m not in a hurry,” she said and took a draw off her cigarette. “I got something in my trunk for you,” Anthony said. They walked to the back of his Cadillac. Anthony popped the trunk to reveal the large black Adidas duffle bag. “That’s my take from the SunBeam job. I want you to have it.” “For real?” Morris said in a high-pitched tone.

Meyer paused. "In there," she said, gesturing her hand toward the door. Avery’s hand trembled as she knocked softly. "Come in," a deep, raspy voice rumbled through the door. She opened the door slow and cautiously. Anthony sat behind the desk in a wheelchair, dressed in a black shirt and matching denim. His tousled dark hair looked like he has just crawled out of bed after a night of rough sex. His ocean-blue eyes, cold and unreadable, pierced hers.

Alex POV She stormed out after hearing me say I wanted her to become my Luna sooner than later. She almost died.. not because we were attacked but because I sent her out to the person that wanted to kill her. No sign of Henry when we showed up either. I made Ryan search the territory for his body. He had to have skipped out before we showed up. I need to find him, I want him dead. He’s the whole reason she got mixed up in this mess. I can see the pain in her eyes every time I look at her. Since we got her back she hasn’t looked at me nor wanted to touch me. I’ve been sleeping in my office because the cold shoulder in bed kind of sucks. Creed and her have gotten closer than I like. I still do

I know he heard me, he’s stunned that I know that Adrian is dead. “Either you tell me or I kill her.” “No, Mom. Don’t kill her. It wasn’t Dr Reyes. It was her brother, Luke.” Arthur says. A wave of overwhelming grief, pain, and anger swallowed me up as I heard Arthur. I will kill every single one of them.