Duncan Tdi Novels & Stories

Susan had logged the developmental data into the pack’s private medical server. Duncan slowly brought the paper up, his eyes scanning the neat black print. The silver in his eyes didn't fade; it became brighter, colder, and entirely mathematical. "You always were a terrible liar, Amora," Duncan whispered, his voice dangerously calm now. The panic was gone, replaced by a terrifying, absolute certainty. He turned the paper around, pressing it against the marble counter so she could see the digital timestamp and the medical diagnosis. "The fetus is exactly seven weeks and three days along," Duncan said, his words cutting through her defenses like a silver blade. He stepped forward, his massive

Duncan continued. "I support you on that, Duncan. I mean, we took down Nicholas Waters. Who is Kael that we can't take down?" I demanded. "Urgh, I'm just worried you know. You can say I'm feeling nostalgic." Cisco lamented. "I know and I assure you it's fine. You don't have to worry about anything." Duncan said to him. "Fine, anyways, I'm going to take a walk around the pack. I need some air, we have been stuck here all day." Cisco said as he stood up from the chair.

It irritates Joseph to use such ancient technologies but he knows that if he's going to stand any chance against Tekna, he has to. The comms devices- a second one is with the team on the mission- are directly linked by electric cables, which means that they don't require frequency tuning to work like the other modern day ones; and although it takes quite a lot of genius and manpower to get them to work, they're the only thing that Tekna’s powerful mind won’t see coming. “They just breached landing bay 3,” the team leader reports in again.

"Molly is an RN in her professional life, so I guess she can assist me in fixing these sex related injuries we're going to have." Molly smiled and waved shyly. "This strapping gentleman is a...well I really don't know what the hell he does, but he's a good looking son of a bitch. He works for an oil company, so you know he's loaded," he said turning and winking. "This is Duncan Thomas, and if you believe the rumors, he's the one to go to for a good deep-dicking, and speaking of sex-related injuries, he'll probably be the one giving them to you if anybody will."

Duncan sat at his desk, the room dimly lit by the soft glow of his desk lamp. His hands trembled slightly as he reached for the glass of water. The recent health scare had shaken him to his core, forcing him to confront his mortality. The conversation with his sons, Fabio and Felix, had been a wake-up call. He knew it was time to bring them into the fold and make them aware of the complexities and dangers of their business dealings. Taking a deep breath, Duncan picked up the phone and dialed Thompson’s number. After a few rings, his old friend’s voice came through the line.

After thinking about his odds, he decided he would eventually have to just go there himself. N “Are you heading home or going someplace else?” Ji Won asked, pushing his hands into his pockets. “Home. Why?” Duncan replied. “Okay…uh-would it be cool if I followed you? I mean, I was supposed to see Ji-ho at the hospital but I didn't make it in time because I needed to meet up with appointments.” “Its cool. I'll give you a ride.” Duncan muttered walking away. “I'll be waiting in the car. It's a silver Tesla.” He waved without turning around, anticipating the feel of cool air subduing the heat in his face.