Black Hat X Dr Flug Novels & Stories

“Boy, you’re quite good. But do you know who I am?” Harvey remained indifferent. “Why don’t you tell me who you are?” The bald man grinned. “The name’s Big Fly. You don’t even know me, but you still have the guts to create trouble in my turf?” “Big Fly?” At the rear, someone gasped. “The number one thug under Denzel Washington, the big boss of the streets of Mordu—Big Fly?!” Apparently, the elites of Mordu’s upper class circles all knew who Big Fly was!

V. Drax strolled toward his car in the underground garage, softly humming a tune to himself when the overhead fluorescent lights began to flicker. He glanced up at the erratic lighting but kept walking, trying to ignore the eerie sensation that had gripped him. The previous night, a man had nearly strangled him in his sleep. Drax had fought back, but the intruder was unusually strong and strangely scentless, dressed entirely in black. The intruder had vanished out of his window when Drax raised an alarm.

I patted his little head and ruffled his hair a little. I dropped my bag and provided a granola bar which I handed over to him. "Thank you,” he said full of smiles. I smiled back in return and nodded twice. "I'm Wayne,” Black dude said and extended his hand for a shake. "I'm Richard,” said taking his hand, “Richard Williams of the United States Special Forces at your service" I added military like, standing at attention. A gasp escaped Nick's mouth as he looked at me with surprise written all over his face. Yeah, the show wasn’t necessary, but I felt a necessity to make the environment more fun.

Even if X didn’t think it prudent to tell J everything, what he has told J wouldn’t be a lie. We’re headed into Tenochtitlan because Spitfire reached me on a tablet device that X had procured for Carl Jones in Underdenver. Everyone from Field Team 42 is all right (except for Mont, God rest him). It turns out that Spitfire is responsible for turning out the lights in the parking garage when X and I were confronted by Mr. Y during my extraction from the surface hospital. With her computer hacking skills, she’d been the one cooking up the distractions in the pace while X got me out of there.

Pictures of the wedding. And then, a picture of the chalet in Zermatt. A red 'X' was drawn over the bedroom window in marker. "He's been watching us," I whispered, horrified. "The whole time." "There's more," Damian said softly. "Look at the bottom of the screen." I looked. There was a file folder on the table. The camera operator reached out and opened it. Inside was a printed document. It looked like a contract. ‘Target: Lucian Drakov. Secondary Target: Aria Hale. Asset: Adrian Drakov. Status: In Progress.’

Alaric's Pov “DRIT Inc has faced charges regarding selling illegal information, stealing public money, among other things, and will be shut down for a long time. DRIT is a part of the second-largest company, R&D, run by Richard Vale. But because of this problem, Richard Vale has announced that DRIT has been cut off from R&D, and all charges will be handled only by DRIT Inc’s Chairman, Nelson Kugert. R&D has lost one of its biggest parts and has dropped to number seven on the list of most successful companies in the country, while Vale Inc stays at number one. In other news…” I grinned as I turned off the TV and walked into Xander’s room. He had been back home for three days now, and even tho