Geo Force Young Justice Novels & Stories

He glanced at Yosef who came back from calling Renzo and sat on the sofa’s armrest. “Mr. Young decided to recruit boys and train them to become detectives or agents of Dark Knight. He himself taught them everything they need to learn and honed their skills into near perfection. One of the recruited boys was my Dad. But I only knew about Dark Knight after he and my Mom died. Renzo-hyung’s dad is the one who recruited me at the age of eight. He is my Dad’s best friend.” JD continued. “AT THE AGE OF EIGHT?! THAT’S TOO YOUNG, HYUNG!” David can’t help but react on what JD had told them. Jun glared at him. David then cover his mouth to shut himself up and said, “Sorry, hyung. I’m just surprised.”

Detective Flynn and Detective Lauren drew chairs closer to the bed and sat. Georgiana sprang up and held Detective Flynn by the neck. "You promised me Detective!" She screamed. "You gave me your word! You said nothing will happen to my mother." Georgiana began to cry. "I told you she was the only person I had in this world." It took awhile before Detective Lauren pulled Georgiana to order. "Look at me Georgiana, calm down. Relax. I've gat you." Detective Lauren tried to assure her. "No you haven't!" Georgiana snapped. "And I don't care anymore. Should I shock you?" Georgiana laughed and continued. "I killed the chief justice."

— I think it's good that the one who defends me hasn't been accused numerous times. — Now, here comes the light topic, you can relax. I did that to see your reactions under pressure. You have excellent posture, congratulations. – Miguel smiled, causing Catherine to do the same – But nothing I said is a lie. – The smile on Catherine's face disappeared as Miguel dragged his chair to his closet, opening it and taking a black thermos bottle with what appeared to be water from the side of his backpack, opening it and taking a sip. – In this team, we have me, you, Diego, and Rogerio. I'll tell you a little bit about the guys so you can at least know their names. Rogerio is an expert in solving mar

Now the most expensive quarry in the shadow trade. Victor stood at the top of his tower. Hudson River below him, placid and indifferent. A glass of scotch in his hand—left to sweat, untouched. His mind dragged him back to that blood-soaked night. The night he’d been certain had burned every trace of his sin to ash. It turned out one thread had never caught fire. The phone barked. “Status?” “Twelve teams in motion. Boston, Philadelphia, Baltimore—all active. Every informant, every street rat. All hunting the Moretti girl.”