Captain Danger Novels & Stories

He growled. A few heads nodded as he dared them with his eyes to do one more thing. He tightened his grip on the rail staring them down. "Sirens Gulley." He announced his voice cutting through the air like it was a blade. "Captain, don't you think it's a bit dangerous." One man spoke up, his voice sounded tiny in comparison to Gavins. "Aye the stories Captain." Another said. "Sirens." Another whispered. "Waters not right there "

Captain revealed the most crucial and important information that could create chaos in the room. Ibrahim and Yusuff narrowed their eyes at Ajiad almost immediately while Aulia was lagging. It seemed like she didn’t expect the revelation or rather, didn’t expect that Captain was a legit informant. His knowledge was so pristine. “Will you be okay to meet with my child Dhia? She is a good kid.” “Mommy, sister Dhia is 60 years older than Captain, probably more. He needs a human wife, not a superhuman that lives more than 800 years. As much as I love him, I don’t want to see my sister getting hard broken over his death.”

Hunter looked forward to exploiting that entire skill set on the upcoming operation. On the far side of the table stood the other team leader in charge of Ray’s protective detail, thirty-six year old Neil Braithwaite, a former Army captain. He straightened next to his three guys and nodded at Hunter. “Mornin’.” “Morning,” he answered, and pulled out his phone to dial up Tom on speaker. “We’re all ready here,” he said when his boss picked up. “Okay, go ahead,” Tom said.

“We were looking for you. Harper and Chase never went home. The rookies too. We were looking for you every hour of every day.” “I know. That kept me hanging on.” A small cough sent stabbing pain through his midsection. “He knew who I was. He had a trap set up.” The captain swore, which was usually the worst of his temper. He was, for the most part, pretty even-keeled, not the type who got off on tearing his men down just to show who was boss. Although, at the moment, he didn’t look too happy with Jack. “I told you being obsessed with a serial killer was a dangerous hobby,” he snapped.

The chief security had wanted to beg her, but he didn't dare part his lips, she was scary to deal with, and she never goes back on her word, her husband was the worst, whoever stood in his presence trembled. He rubbed his hand against his face, his heart broke at the good guards he was going to send off because of an order, but his eyes darkened. 'Whoever you are, I will find you, you just wait!' He was thinking of Robin right now, he was after all the cause of all the mess they were in and the reason tons of guards will lose their job. Rita was cleaning the living room when suddenly she heard the doorbell, she blinked knowing that they were all completely at home, apart from Vivian who didn

"Is that so? Then let's see who dares to capture, Martin Langley." "...Martin, you're Martin?" the captain stuttered. The captain looked at Martin in disbelief, unable to believe that the person standing before him at this moment was the infamous Martin, feared by all, ruthless in his methods, and determined to achieve his goals. The ruthless Martin, his reputation was widespread though out even the underworld. Martin is an unstoppable force in country Z. If you offend him, there really is no way out. The captain dared not hide the truth. His legs weakened, and he knelt down on the ground, trembling as he said.

"I want him to taste the cellar dust for another hour." The Captain cleared his throat. "Dominic fled. He’s off the grid." "Let him crawl," she snapped, spinning around. "He’s a ghost with a hole in his shoulder. No men. No guns. What’s he going to do? Bleed on me?" "He might try to regroup." "With what?" She grabbed the Captain’s collar, yanking him into her space. "He fights with pride. I fight with billions. Do the math. Who owns you now?"

Instantly rivals disappeared and enemies surrendered and every potential threats on all sides suddenly became cooperative because nobody wanted to become the next example. It was that very experience that coined captain O nickname “the grim reaper” and since then, no one had ever dared to either openly or in close doors try as much as speak or act against the Bratva family. And now that same man stood calmly inside the casino facing Francesco, facing the Ndrangheta soldiers and facing a situation that had the potential to change everything. “Sir we should be careful of this guy, he is very dangerous” Dmitry said in a whisper as he warned Francesco against Captain O’s tricks.