Brett Willis Kc Undercover Novels & Stories

I breathe a sigh of relief as the thought of someone killing off Keith. "What's going on Davis? She's still alive and kicking so why did you come here?" He thundered. He's gonna be so shocked after everything I tell him today! " I came here with good reason boss." I replied him but he wore a confused expression. " Sit." He ordered then I took the seat opposite him. "It's the last operation boss, Keith is the one behind the last request! He wants me to kill off Leonardo's mom so he can accuse me of the murder."

KEIRA’S POV “Good day, Cresswell! This is your anchor, Keira Dalton, bringing you five minutes of a fearless and balanced news broadcast. Here is today's headline,” I began while looking at our cueing director. “Two more members of the alleged illegal army had surrendered themselves to the headquarters of the 7th Infantry Battalion in Cresswell. Fat Smith has more.” After speaking, I heard the patrol music for five seconds, which was the cue for the next news segment.

“M-Mom is that Uncle Achilles!?” My eyes suddenly shifted to the television, it was a flash report that suddenly came in. I could hear my heart start beating so fast. “The suspect in the killings of 1023 people has turned himself in, Ares Coleman. Last week he was reported dead along with Achilles Coleman, due to an accident, when they fell into the cliff and the car exploded with the impact.”

“Piercy?” Maddox sounded concerned. “Is Cade there by any chance?” “I’m here.” “Who else?” “Just Tatum and Jo.” Maddox answered this time. “What’s up?” “Simon knows we know. He is behind it and is working with Ricky to kill Brett. Stacy was in the dark. We just got done questioning her.” “Mother fucker.” Tatum growled. “Brett thinks Simon will either attack in the next eight hours or will wait until he kidnaps her.”

Brett was wearing an apron and he had a toothpick firmly wedged between his red lips. “I know who you are— you’re that begging, homeless– bastard,” Brett said with an angry scowl growing on his red face— “I almost did not recognise you without your dirty beany and that stinky green jacket,” Brett added with utter disdain and disgust, eyeing him suspiciously— “Did you get that suit from the dumpster or did you steal it?” Brett repeated again contemptuously, with a visible look of disgust. Willy cleaned his mouth carefully with a paper napkin. He seemed unaware or unconcerned about Brett’s increased animosity.

She looked at me. “WHOA!” I said, “No! I’m not 18 for a few weeks. That is just Maddox’s theory.” Willow sat back, deep in thought. “He has acted different last night.” “Okay, listen. Tatum sucks at keeping me informed. I need you to spy and give me all the details!” Brett said to Willow. “Done. I’ll get your number from Tatum.” Shaking my head, Maddox walked back in with a tray of food.

He wasn’t ready for something that could change his life forever. Brett squeezed my hand. “Are you okay?” “I’m feeling better. I’ve got new ideas for the scents. I hope Skipper will like at least one sample.” “His assistant told me that he’ll be back next week.” I stared at him in confusion. “Wait a minute. You haven’t talked to him yet?” And here I thought Brett was hiding something from me. I was such an idiot. He shook his head. “He’s busy. The picture you saw at my apartment was on Clyve’s social media account. I just printed it.”

He wore a stern and intimidating look. … Just as Willow sneaked into the Strand Villa from the back entrance, she found Gina, Stephanie, and Quentin waiting for her in the living room, seemingly ready to interrogate her. The TV was playing the livestream of the Strand Villa entrance. The reporter, wearing a mask, stood in front of the villa and reported, "We are in front of the Strand Villa right now. According to our latest updates, Willow Jett has departed from the Bassett Corp. "We will be interviewing Willow regarding any potential corruption in her business dealings with Mr. Bassett.

He'd be able to find a way to meet her without any difficulty at all. A half hour later Cole was having coffee with Brett Hall, decorated Police Officer, and loyal pack Beta. And even better for Cole, Brett knew Karen and had told her he had a friend that wanted to do a "sit along" on 9-1-1. "Are you ready? Just be sure to keep your wolf at bay Cole, can't tear her clothes off or anything in the communications center you know." Brett snickered to himself as he glanced sideways at Cole. "Yea yea, everyone thinks I can't control my wolf. I'm a big boy, I'll make it through sitting at a desk next to her for an hour." Cole was hoping he could get through an hour.