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To my surprise, a white man in his fifties or maybe sixties, wearing a gray shirt and denim jeans, looked at me with confusion. “Hi. Sorry, I think I knocked on the wrong address.” Terzo’s words instantly popped into my head. Maybe this was what he said about hiring people. “I’m looking for Edith Corey.” “Please, come in,” the man said, offering his hand. “I’m Erik. Edith’s husband.” “Thank you.” I shook his hand. “I’m Spade Kolby.” I was surprised to see a very domesticated spy living in a suburban neighborhood with a husband. The house reminded me of my first foster homes without the clutter. It was organized, spotless even.

As he stood at the sink, Trent thought about his neighbor and when it had stopped bothering him that she was spying on him from her windows. A knock at the door broke him out of his thoughts and he sighed. He wasn’t expecting anyone so most likely it was Marcy again. It was time to be blunt with her, he decided as he walked to the door. However, when he opened the door it wasn’t Marcy, but Harry and Mel. Trent froze at the sight of them, his heart racing. Harry gave him a crooked smile while Mel only gave him glances. At some point, since he saw her through the window she had changed into a peach t-shirt and jeans. “Hey Trent,” Harry said. “Hope you don’t mind that we dropped by unannounced.

My name is Gavin York. I’m thirty-five years old, and I have worked in the city for the past five years. It’s been tough to get by lately, so I decided to get a roommate to cut down on rent and living costs. I advertised online and waited, but months ticked by with nothing. Just as I was about to take down the notice, a message from someone named Rose Wilder popped up in my feed. Her profile picture showed a woman with a sultry, mature vibe, but her page was blank. It looked like she had just appeared out of thin air.

she said out of the blue and that made Aaron knit his brows in confusion. "You must have loved Kathleen so much that you're willing to give up the microchip to save her. Do you even know who she really was? Castell will fall anyway... somehow... Because who knows if someone had infiltrated the family and become our spy," Nora deliberately sparked some suspicion in Aaron's mind. She was about to leave but then she turned around again to lead Aaron to go to Kathleen.

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"Please come inside, would either of you like some coffee or water?" I just rolled my eyes at him as I stepped away from the door and followed both men into the kitchen. Neil, the oh so gracious host! It's almost laughable the way he acts lately. As he does his host thing, I eye both men suspiciously as my fear that something has happened increases. I can't keep my curiosity at bay so I can't help but ask. "Who are you guys and why are you here?" Spiky Guy clears his throat. "I am Detective Dan Stevens and this is my partner, Detective Ian Williams. Do either of you know a woman by the name of Betsy Carrington?"

Mrs Derek’s eyes widen but just for a split second. “who are you and what are you talking about” Mrs Derek said looking at Elena suspiciously “i work with Spywick and am also in charge of the investigation” Elena said softly hoping to make the hostile attitude change and gain Mrs Derek’s trust but the woman stood firmly by the door blocking the path so Elena can’t peep in or even think about entering. “Did John send you here” Mrs Derek asked and Elena’s eyes widen for a split second “why would he send me here”

Mary could not help but remember when he had offered her money to spy on them. Mary tried as much as she could to calm her nerves, there was no way he would know she worked there right? After all Mr Coleman would not even want him to know that she there was no way he would let him know. He probably had a connection to Adonis before, maybe that was why he was able to get her a job as his grandmother’s nanny. “You have to calm your nerves okay”. Taylor placed a hand on her shoulder. “Meanwhile, you should tell me more about how the investigation on Adonis is going, how does it feel living in the same house with him and seeing him Evey morning? How does he look in person? Did he look as handsom

“Actually Mr. Suri, it was me. I needed some help on our project and Maya was kind enough to stay back and help me. So i told her I’d walk her home. It was the least i could do.” “Oh! That’s nice. But at least she could have informed me, right Maya?” As Manoj’s gaze fell on her, she cringed inwardly, repulsed by his false display of affection. “Yeah,” she muttered, her lips barely moving. “Maya is always helpful, much like you, sir. She even forgets about herself,” he added. “I see.” Manoj turned his attention fully to Liam. “You’re the… boy… next door, right?”

Aryan said as Sid chuckled, he hated no loathed studying. They did a fist-hand shake before walking inside unaware of the fact that two curious eyes were looking at them from afar. … Aryan was hardly keeping himself from vomiting his guts out as he looked at the two bodies in front of them. “What’s it?” The head of the information department who was their boss asked as they looked at the screen, Sid was holding the non-tractable deceive in his hands. “Dead,” Aryan said inspecting the area for any fingerprints. “How long?” Veronica asked, the lady did not even flinch at the sight of the dead bodies, true that she was known as the most heartless woman and deadliest Spy in the agency.