Novel & Cerita Gabriel Allon Series

Alpha Gabriel thought as he moved towards the prison. “I don’t understand where Beta Leon has vanished. If he were there, I could have talked to him on the topic, and I would have been relieved of my frustration to some extent. What if Mrs. Rolex is correct? What if the girl is really innocent? Am I doing something wrong? The soldiers might have already taken her life by now. I wonder what all they might have done to her throughout the night.” Alpha Gabriel, who had a strong and rigid personality, seemed to be in confusion for the first time in his life.

"You are under arrest for corporate espionage, intellectual property theft, and felony fraud against the National Selection Board." Anna screamed, her "Tech-god" ponytail disheveled as she was handcuffed. She looked at me, her eyes wide with a mix of hatred and realization. Gabriel didn't even look up. He was staring at the floor, finally understanding that he hadn't just lost a wife—he had lost his entire future to the woman he thought he could outsmart. *** Later that night, the adrenaline had faded into a quiet, cold triumph. I stood on the balcony of the summit hall, looking out at the city skyline.

Chapter 48 "What’s Aron up to these days?" Arthur asked Gabriel. He hadn’t seen Aron anywhere near his family lately, and he was certain the man hadn't been around the building either. "The last I heard, he had a meeting scheduled with Miss Aileen’s best friend a few days ago. I don’t think he’s back in the city yet. I haven’t been able to track down Abott either," Gabriel replied. Arthur had assigned Al Abott to keep tabs on Aron, as they no longer had a clear grasp of his intentions.

But then Alina reached into her bag… and pulled out a small, bloodstained handkerchief. Jacob grabbed it with shaking hands. Gabriel’s initials were stitched at the corner. He had done this. He’d gotten too close. He’d touched Alina. But how? How did he know her class schedule? How did he know where she stayed? he just couldn't understand a lot of things. Then it hit Jacob. It was Leo’s ex. Gabriel knew Alina’s every move, not just from stalking… but from access. From inside. Jacob turned slowly toward Leo. “Where were you last night?” But Leo didn’t answer. And Jacob’s world began to tilt.

I question harshly through clenched teeth. She blinks her bright eyes in surprise at me, “How did you know they were here?” “Because their scent is all over the place. What the fuck were they doing here?” I begin to seethe. Gabriella’s eyes turn hard, and her spine straightens, “I’ve warned you about using that tone with me. Your friend came to talk to me and see how I’m doing. They were being a friend. Or am I not allowed to have friends as well as exes now? Good thing all my family is dead, or I imagine they’d be excommunicated next,” she snaps acerbically, crossing her arms over her chest.

responded Wallace in anger, conveying his frustration at the elusive target. "What happened?" inquired Thalia, displaying a genuine interest in the details. "We can't look for a face we don't know. Maybe she passed by me, and I smiled at her," Wallace insinuated, unraveling the complexity of their pursuit. "We need a face, Thalia. A face." "Listen, Detective," Thalia stood up, her posture exuding a sense of command. "I have never met Gabriella before. I told you everything I know about that woman. Because of me, you managed to capture tons of her cocaine."

Gabriel froze, a flash of anger suddenly igniting in his eyes as he fumed, "What? What kind of lousy police station dares to investigate Grandmaster Burrey? He should've listened to me back then and set his files to the highest level of secrecy to prevent any scoundrels from prying!" At that time, Gabriel strongly urged Liam to keep his records top secret to prevent unauthorized access. However, Liam refused. Ultimately, under Gabriel's insistence, Liam had agreed to allow him to add an alert to his personal information. When Vincent accessed Liam’s records at the police station, the alert was triggered. "Mobilize the security squad! The target is South City! I want to see what this so-calle

I’m coming to you. Gabriel stared at the phone for a few seconds, his eyes narrowing with a mix of realization and suspicion. Without a word, he locked the screen, set the phone back down on the coffee table, and returned to the bedroom. He sat back in the armchair, arms crossed, watching Celina. Now he knew. And that name—Thor—carried a weight. At Thor’s penthouse, he was pacing, running a hand through his hair, restless and agitated. Angélica sat in an armchair, trying to stay calm despite her own nerves.

— Oh, okay, sir, thank you, have a good night. Axel said goodbye to Alicia and left. Alicia entered her house and left her suitcase at the entrance of the door; she was very tired, so she began to undress. She took off her pants, blouse and bra, but she felt that someone was watching her. For that very reason she turned around, surprised to see that it was Gabriel; he was leaning on the door of the room, staring at her. — Gabriel, what are you doing here at this hour?! Alicia covered her breasts with her crossed arms.

We accepted the call. Gabriel's face filled the screen. He was in what looked like a home office, shelves of books behind him. He looked… composed. But his eyes, usually so cool and assessing, held a frantic, trapped glint. The predator was cornered. "Congratulations," he said, his voice strained. "A neat piece of work. I underestimated Anton's reach. And your… ruthlessness." "We learned from the best," Lorenzo said, his voice flat. "What do you want?" Gabriel bit out, the pleasantries gone.