Novel & Cerita Homeland

“Cailen, honey, please come home. William's freaking out and he won't tell us what's wrong, only that he needs you to come home. Please come home, baby. I love you.” ‘End of final message, to erase all messages, please pres-’ Cailen hung up his phone, going to the contacts to find William's name. He tapped on it and hit call, watching the screen change and was about to put it to his ear when he saw the screen go black. He clicked the home button once and then again repeatedly when it remained black. His phone had died. Of fucking course. William was fucking worried about him, he had to call him and his fucking phone dies.

Charlie laughed as he said, “Didn’t you say that he used to work for the Homeland Security Bureau? As far as I know, homeland security is the most important for any country. Therefore, the people working in the Homeland Security Bureau certainly have a higher position compared to those in the military. You can ask him to ask his former colleagues or leader to help him. I believe that the Homeland Security Bureau will surely come forward to arrest the people in the Japanese Self-Defense Forces, and the Japanese Self-Defense Forces will not have the guts to interfere

“Of course they would cover for him. For all we know, they are in on it. None of those people can be trusted.” “Those people?” Hammett asked pointedly. “You mean . . . doctors and school teachers?” Mr. Barrett strode to the desk and leaned over it. “You know exactly who we are talking about. Wake up, this country is at war. These fucking illegals are coming over here to infiltrate our country and take over. None of us are safe.” “You need to cut down on your FOX TV viewing. Dr. Bukhari and his wife have been U.S. citizens for almost twenty years now. They’ve been model citizens.”

Daniels nodded his head before stepping out of the principal's office. SATURDAY. "Miller?." A voice blares over the phone waking up a sleeping Callum. "Agent Callum Miller on the line, who am I speaking with?." Callum said yawning quietly. "You from Homeland security?." The voice which sounded like man's voice asked over the receiver. "Yea, how can I help you?." Callum said getting up from his bed. "Well my name is Adam Badminton and I got your number from Inspector Lee." Principal Badminton spoke out.

“Come on I want to go to town,” I hear Allie pleading with her brother Liam, an FBI Agent that was sent to protect me until they put Noah, my asshole of an ex-husband, along with his sleazy brother Caleb in prison for abducting me and drug smuggling. Noah and Caleb are the sons of the head of the Reza drug cartel. Who are now after me and my two friends Allie and Melanie. “What do you need to go to town for,” Liam asked. “Fine if you must know I thought we could get some flowers to

"Consider this a personal loan to you. Don't worry about paying it back right away. The foundation has an aid program for advanced stomach cancer patients. I'll submit your application this afternoon. Don't be afraid. I'm here for you." Hearing those words, the last thread holding me together snapped. Tears streamed down my face. I crouched down, covering my face and sobbing silently. Aiden did not urge me. He just stood quietly beside me, handing me a tissue. Meanwhile, on the other side of the city, Jeremy sat on the couch, staring at the red exclamation mark on his phone screen. He knew I had blocked him. He frowned and tossed his phone onto the coffee table. Celia came over with freshly

“Well, how can you determine if someone is truly good detective, people are always putting up a mask. On the outside, they can be kind, but on the inside, they can be evil and cruel.” “But in your opinion. . . was she a good person?” “ . . . No. . . no she wasn’t.” “Did Hailee have enemies? Did anyone hate her?” “Uhm, yeah she maybe had one or two.” “Could you give me a name?” “. . . Me.” “You? Now why would you have a problem with Hailee,” Hayes sunk back into his chair, his face intrigued. “We had a. . . disagreement.” “Disagreement? About what?”

The NSO Homeland was the main home for New Species and they also had a huge wooded area they’d bought and named Reservation. She’d been here before but she’d never had to walk through the front gates. She’d come in a helicopter, dropped off females and had promptly been flown out, having never stepped past the heliport area. Now she was going to live and work inside Homeland. It was rumored Justice lived there full-time and that meant she’d probably see him sometimes. “What are you doing here?” It was a guy in his forties who stepped out of line

HALE: DON'T PANIC. Don't panic? He must've been mad or delirious-or both. I was pregnant and bleeding-that was cause for alarm in my book. I stood in the bathroom with my phone in my hand willing it to ring or chirp. Anything. I needed contact from my doctor, and all I had was radio silence. HALE: WHERE ARE YOU? ME: HOME! HALE: KATE, I DON'T KNOW WHERE THAT IS. CAN YOU GIVE ME AN ADDRESS? ME: 415 PICKWICK PLACE

I reassured him. "I grew up empty, wishing I was like everyone else. I still can't even get over everything even though it happened so long ago. I hate the weakness I feel, the helplessness. I bought this house because it reminded me of the one I grew up in. It made me feel closer to my mother at first but now I have no peace of mind because it's like I'm reliving my horror. Sometimes when I walk down the halls, I feel like I'm a child again, scared and helpless, I can still hear the screams and crying."