Bullseye David Baldacci Novels & Stories

"But we escaped. They helped us" Daren glanced on Serra and the others. Serra nodded and smiled. The Badblood woman nodded back. "I am Nysel" she said. Nysel is beautiful. She has short brown hair and fine features. Her eyes were brown as her wings. She's tall and packed with muscles. Nysel paused and rested her eyes on Serra. Her brown eyes were studiosly looking at Serra. "We need to go to the ancient one" Lukas interrupted. Nysel turned to him. "What do you want with the old man" she asked.

"David, if you dare to lay a hand on me, I guarantee someone will make your life a living hell." Abigail had worked with David for a while, so she knew something about this disgusting man. He was a classic bully who feared the strong and preyed on the weak. As long as he believed she had powerful backers, he would send people to investigate, and she could win more time for herself. However, what Abigail did not expect was that this was not the first time David planned to kill her. David raised his hand to wipe the liquid off his face. Then, he asked someone to give him another glass of the unknown liquid and said, "You little slut. If your husband is as powerful as you said, why didn't he fi

Then I yanked it tighter than necessary. He groaned. “Case in point.” The silence stretched, heavy and smoky, broken only by his ragged breaths. My hands moved on autopilot, binding ribs, checking bruises, wiping blood. But his eyes opened again, sharper now. Serious. “Rival.” I met his gaze. “That Sicily bastard—he’s not just circling us. He’s pulling strings. Yours. Mine. Both.” I exhaled slow, setting the kit aside. “I know.”

They both stood up quietly. The older detective gave a curt nod. “We’ll be in touch.” he said. “No, you won’t,” I murmured. They left, and I sank back against the pillow. My body ached, but my fire was intact. Let the system fail me. I never counted on it anyway.Because this wasn’t justice, It was war. And next time Alejandro Dawson looked over his shoulder... He’d realize I wasn’t done bleeding—I was just starting to sharpen my blade.

I hated when people said it was nice to see you again when it was under fucked up circumstances. I did not hold back much information from the detectives "Earlier today my mother, April White, was stabbed multiple times. Thirty-one times to be exact. In upstate New York there is a serial killer known as the Tally Man. He is on the FBI most wanted list. They are looking for a man named Sean Donaldson, but that is just an alias. His real name is Spencer Delrose. He is the son of Big Teddy who is the leader of the gang The Unsainted. Spencer Delrose was the one who knifed my mother down earlier today."

"The mysterious digital boss isn't just funding this. He's scaling it. Turning individual routines into harvestable data streams." A quiet determination settled over the investigators. They had saved Emily, but the predator had already adapted. New alerts began appearing, subtle anomalies in power grids near suspected data centers, unusual spikes in encrypted traffic. "We need to go on offense," Marcus said. "Hit the financial trails harder. Expose the Boss before he erases another life completely." Joel closed his notebook with a soft snap. "We will. But carefully. One wrong move and it predicts our next step." As night deepened, the team prepared. Joel led a small unit back into the rain,

Now that I have the confirmation I need, the biggest riddle that I was trying to solve earlier is now solved - Davide killed those men to protect Mackenzie and he’s currently hiding Mackenzie to protect her from me. My attention is snapped when sudden doddering footsteps thud outside my office. When the footsteps hush down, knocks thump on the door next. Gustavo doesn’t waste time. He gets off the chair to open the door. Roger frantically enters and, through his jagged breath, he says. “We got a lead on where we can possibly find Boss Davide.” My grin stretches more, making my jaw numb. I don’t wanna kill my son, but if the situation calls for it, then I won't hesitate to do it.

She looked out the window at the city lights, thinking about how lucky she was to have David, to have a family, to have this home. She had no idea that a man known for his cruelty and efficiency was silently moving, planning, calculating, and preparing to strike. “Everything is quiet now,” she whispered. “I hope it stays that way.” But outside, the quiet was only a mask. Black Bullet’s SUV disappeared into the shadows, his plan already forming in his mind. He knew the entrances, the cameras, the guards’ habits. Everything would be perfect. Everything… except for one unknown factor—David’s determination.

“We have bigger problems. Alessio slept with her, he bit her, and he got carried away, it’s what he’s known for. What else do we know?” “Why does the name Sarah Bailey sound familiar?” Rachel asked softly, her brow furrowed as she thought about the name. She walked to her own laptop and started clicking buttons, trying to find something. “There has to be something,” I said. “There has to be some way to prove he didn’t do it. We all know he didn’t.” “Do we?” David asked. I glared at him. “Of course, he didn’t.” “He’s a Trivisonno, you know he gets carried away sometimes, look at the fucking blood on that damn dress.”

"You can kill your fucking teammates, just like that. There is no guarantee for me, that you wouldn’t do the same thing like that to me which is your fucking Boss. You guys probably could kill me silently and throw my damn body into the lake." "Tell me, what made you guys do that?" David took a small gun behind his back and directed the gun at Don and Jackson. He put the tip of the spear to Don and Jackson alternately. Don and Jackson thought David didn't know about the news of the body being found on the lake far from Casablanca, but they were wrong. David accidentally watches the news about discovering a body on the lake. At first, he didn't pay much attention to the news, but his eyes cou