Camp Camp David X Daniel Novels & Stories

“Not yet. We’ve kept them separate, but they’ve both asked for a lawyer. Until they arrive you know we can’t talk to them.” “So, you got nothing out of them?” “No, as soon as they were taken into interrogation they asked for a lawyer.” “Do you know who is going to represent them?” “Logan...” Amelia paused. “Please.” “Gideon Davenport has been called in.” “Are you kidding me!” Rage fuelled inside me. He was the biggest scumbag lawyer of all of them. He took on all cases involving gangs and prostitutes and was good at spinning a lie to get people off the charges.

"And that he would have meant it as the highest possible compliment." She looked at me. Something moved across her face. Soft and quick. "Tell me something else about him," she said. "While we work. Just talk about him." So I did. I told her about the time Daniel convinced me to go camping when we were teenagers and neither of us knew what we were doing and we spent an entire night in the wrong kind of tent in the rain and he laughed the whole time. Not nervous laughing. Genuine laughing. Like being soaking wet in the wrong tent in the dark was the funniest thing that had ever happened to him.

The less they will know they are safer for their life. Daniel was not stopping at all. This guy was more like a daddy's boy, David, who teased his wife until she fell asleep and came back downstairs. First, he looked at the group meeting “what’s going on? Then, he looked at his little son. When Daniel heard his father’s sound, he cried even more aggressively.

James's POV Daniel stopped as soon as we climbed out of the tunnel. It was not an easy way of escaping jail but I was still excited because I escaped. I could now revenge and make Lisa and Alex pay for their sins. "You're excited, huh?" Daniel asked as we walked into the forest. "I'm really excited because I know that I'm now free and I don't have to do anything other than killing my enemies." I answered. He stopped by a stream and drank water. "Heard that it makes the body stronger and bigger."

It made me so angry. I found his apartment number. My finger shook as I pressed the doorbell. I heard a chime inside. A man opened the door. It was him. **Daniel**. He looked surprised. His eyes were dark, like Mom’s. But his face was hard. He looked older than 26 in that moment. Taller than I thought. More serious.A

That was why no one ever dared to stir up trouble there. Inside the presidential banquet hall, Chase and the others were left waiting for an hour before Daniel finally showed up with his head in a bandage. He came walking in with three bodyguards with him. Henry immediately smiled and greeted Daniel, “Mr. Chapman, please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Henry Turner…” “I have no interest in knowing who the hell you are.” Daniel pushed him away. He sneered, “Tell me. How do you plan to resolve this?” That was when he noticed Chase, and a look of hate and viciousness flashed in his eyes.

Daniel said with a weird smile before leaning on the wall of the cafe. "What the real hell?! This is just so creepy? I mean now everybody knows that I and Alexander had done the intercourse thing?" I almost shouted before looking apologetically at an elderly couple who was passing by. "Hey, umm... I am going to go now. Won't want to slack on the duties now, right?" Daniel said before running in the direction from where he came, without even waiting for my reply. This leaves me with me again. After taking the chocolate shake from the café, I ventured into the woods that has now become my personal calming space.

Sarah pulled the blade from her coat “No talking once we move. In and out. Burn the records. Free the prisoners. Then we vanish” John nodded They moved like shadows David circled around first, distracted the outer guard with a tossed stone. The guard stepped forward just as Daniel came up behind and pressed the silver blade to his throat, no scream just collapse John hit the other with a tackle from the trees. No bite. No claws. Just force Inside, the Chapel was colder than outside. The walls pulsed faint red. There were five iron cages, only one was occupied A girl. No older than sixteen. Her eyes were blank

Daniel said softly with a sad look. It's hard to believe it, but reality is not as beautiful as expected. Daniel was silent with a blank look in front of the tomb of the son he had long hoped for. a few seconds later Daniel's gaze shifted to the grave next to his son, namely the grave of Willyam Dormen, whom Daniel knew was Lucy Watts' ex-boyfriend. he did not expect that the man had died sacrificing his own life to save Lucy from Helen's crazy plans.

“A direct assault without preparation will almost certainly get your son killed.” Sarah’s jaw tightened. “And doing nothing guarantees the same outcome,” she replied. The room fell silent again. One of the foreign advisers, a tall man with gray hair and sharp features, leaned forward and tapped something on his tablet. A new map appeared on the large screen mounted on the wall. Two red circles blinked on the satellite image. “These are the two suspected camp locations our intelligence intercepted,” he explained. “But the probability of Daniel being present at either location is still fluctuating.”