Fugitive Novels & Stories

"Anyway, our search team is already looking for Douglas. We've managed to stop his transport unit from reaching other cities with his goods so that's good news. If we're lucky, we might be ready to take him into custody tomorrow." "That's it?" I asked. I was having a hard time believing that we'd almost reached our goal that we'd been actively pursuing for the past two years. It seemed unbelievable and surreal. "That is it." He nodded with an appreciative smirk. "We did it, Hedger. We got him."

I knew it wasn’t over. “Be advised. The fugitive is still hostile and has murdered two of our men already. Also, he is teamed up with an ally. A young rogue girl. About 5’8, dark hair, light skin, blue eyes. They are highly dangerous, so you are permitted to shoot on sight. Over and out.” The voice on the other end of the radio announced.

"They just asked if you are in contact with me and you didn't affirm. Meaning they don't know where I am" Yet, I added silently in my head as I watched Sacha's eyes grow wide with fury. "Are you even hearing yourself?", "You want to avoid the police?" I nodded I mean it couldn't be that bad. "You must really be going mental if you're considering being a fugitive" "A fugitive", Sacha emphasized and I rolled my eyes inwardly. I knew what a fugitive was. But Sacha went ahead to explain, "You'll be living life out in your car", she paused, "and you don't even have one", she added before continuing,

I was a princess in the kingdom of Almelda, a beautiful place very far from here. Our lives were doing great until when king Alword from Sinae Kingdom and his men attacked us unexpectedly. That day was truly awful, father lost his life so as our entire people. It broke my heart so much. Mom and i had to escape that night, we came to live here because our lives would be at risk if we stayed back. It has been five years now, mom got a job and we are doing just fine. Although I still see him, King Alword in my dreams haunting me.

“But here’s the thing—we’ve got extradition treaties. And if we can tie this to interstate fraud, we can classify it under international corporate crime.” Elise’s mouth curved slightly. “He thinks he can run. But we’re going to nail him.” Sophia was quiet for a moment. “I don’t want him vanishing into some beach house while the rest of us live with what he did.” Grace’s voice was hard. “We won’t let that happen. We’ll find him.” --- News broke by afternoon. MARCUS HENDERSON FAILS TO APPEAR IN COURT — WARRANT ISSUED BILLIONAIRE FUGITIVE? HENDERSON UNDER FEDERAL SCRUTINY

All nine members of the Peak Summit Conference gathered together. “That girl in his arms? I heard some gossip. She used to be with a fugitive from the slums—apparently was completely obsessed with him. Then Mr. White just threw money at her and got her,” Abel continued. “Now she’s dressed head-to-toe in luxury brands.” “A fugitive from the slums?” Samuel was surprised. “Yeah. Heard he was dumped at a police station by Mr. White and got sentenced directly to death. No real trial. Probably already in the underworld now,” Abel said casually.

"You can eat, Ava. That won't stop you from escaping." I looked back at him in surprise. "Only I would." "You're a jerk, did you know that?" There was clear anger in that statement. His lips just twitched at the corners in response. "I will escape, Hayden." I said. "Like I said before, you can't." "Why don't you give me a legit reason for that?" He looked unsure for a moment. As if explaining this to me won't be worth it. "The Furies are after you." He answered.

in a tone that had complicated things in it that I filed away for later. The unreachable Lure was a man named Felix who had been part of Holt's network for eight years before going completely dark six months before Geneva. Renna's intelligence suggested he hadn't been extracted, hadn't defected. He had just stopped responding to anything. His location was one of the seventeen gaps in Holt's full disclosure. Renna had the other sixteen. We let her go.

I was stupid as hell if I thought I could just walk away from him. My phone pinged, which gave me a thrill and dread at the same time. If Fargo had information that fast, that meant it wasn't good. I pulled up the email from our tech guy, and scrolled it quickly, my stomach sinking. Guy’s real name was Peter Milogost, he had a record of assault and battery, and he had fled the country and disappeared.

I shoved my bare foot as far down on the gas as it would go, and his own choices turned against him. He’d veered into a poorly watched stretch. The exit from this part of the territory was almost always lax on security. I tore out of those cursed lands, blasting past the checkpoint without stopping at the guard booth. I wasn’t giving them the chance to lock me up. But now I was a fugitive Omega in a city full of ruthless Alphas... and a mafia that trafficked my kind to breed and get off. Where could I go to survive Luca’s hunt, protect myself from being chased down like a rogue and dumped into some filthy back-alley brothel?