Conrad Leto Novels & Stories

We had to take this dispute seriously. "Letrelle, what was your purpose for entering Carmine's territory unannounced?" I asked. "Carmine sets impossible sanctions," Letrelle said. "Our territories run parallel to each other. If I need to travel west, then I have no choice but to enter his land." Letrelle was a tall black Master dressed stylishly in a long black coat and black suit. With his hat on he reminded me of Snoop Dog. Carmine was an older Italian man, a bit overweight but equally stylish in a dark Armani suit, sunglasses, and his own hat.

William explained unhappily. Conrad turned to Lillee in shock, "Lillee, why didn't you tell me?" Immediately Conrad got off the plane, he had returned to his father's company. Apart from Conrad's identity as a famous actor, he's also the CEO of the Norton company, so he was most often busy. Lillee pouted her lips, "I called your number, but you didn't pick it, so I decided not to disturb you." She explained. Conrad grabbed her hand in unhappiness, "How can you be a disturbance? My phone has been with my manager all along." He explained.

*LEON* When I last saw Vicky, my soul had followed after her. Now sitting in this office, I felt like a soulless shell, even though my situation was already precarious. Conrad's deal was just a scam. He didn't even care about Osip's wedding. From the beginning, his goal was Vicky, and now he wouldn't let her go no matter what I did. Long ago, Conrad acquired a lot of loot by supporting the Allied Holy Order. Those captured Kindred became his test subjects, and he became obsessed with immortality.

"How many times have I told you, don't touch the children, don't touch the children! How could you break your promise, Lucifer!" Lucifer was stunned and looked at Conrad, who was in front of him. "Did you do it?" "I didn't lie to you," Conrad said calmly. Lucifer did not have time to think so much. He kicked Conrad’s abdominal wound and pushed him toward his capable subordinate. "Take him away first!" "Leader, but..." "Get out of here!"

Conrad said, kissing her on the forehead before he zoomed off. – – – Noah had heard the conversation Conrad and Sarah had, but he didn't hear what Big Margaret had instructed Conrad to do. He had to follow Conrad to find out. He dialed Leah's number but he couldn't reach her, so he dropped a message for Leah. Then he rushed out, got on his scooter and sped up. He tracked Conrad and soon found his car parked outside an uncompleted building. Then he followed him at a safe distance, until Conrad parked near a riverbank. Conrad took a quick glance around, retrieved a heavy bag from his car and threw it into the river without hesitation. He quickly entered his car and drove back home.

“It reminded me of a curious story I heard some time ago. From a friend in… military circles. Something about an operation in the East, about seven years ago. A real mess.” I felt, more than saw, Tristan freeze. His fork stopped halfway to his mouth. His eyes, which had been wandering across the table, fixed on Conrad with the intensity of a predator scenting blood. “Oh?” I asked, taking a sip of Bordeaux. “A mess? That’s unusual for our elite forces.” “Yes, well…” Conrad continued, lowering his voice to a confidential tone that made everyone lean in to listen. “The mission was to extract a biochemist. They say the team was led by a legendary soldier, the one with the codename… Löwe. That’s