Novel & Cerita Jason Gideon Criminal Minds

“Are you serious, Brielle? This is the same man who framed my father, killed my brother. He's not 'doing a good job'; he's manipulating everyone!” She flinched but didn't back down. “I'm just saying what I'm hearing. Doesn't mean I like him. But... credit where it's due?” I stood up, chair scraping back. “No. No credit for that monster. He's probably planning to use those 'empowered' Omegas as cannon fodder in his next scheme.” Gideon sighed. “Look, Irene, I get it. I hate him too. But he's moving fast. Already got a few volunteers for the training overseer spots. Couple Omegas, even an elite wolf named Marcus stepped up.”

Even Benjamin seemed to be in much better spirits. Sometimes he would tease me in private. "I was honestly afraid he'd talk you into taking him back." Then, one day, I got an unexpected phone call. Gideon's personal assistant told me that Gideon had killed someone and turned himself in to the police. He was facing decades in prison. His only request was to speak with me one last time. After a long hesitation, I called him. His voice over the phone sounded calm. There was no trace of madness in it.

“Then, I attempted to search for information. No one would believe me. They thought I was crazy. Silverfang caught me, I told them the truth. They thought I had gone senile and put me here.” Gideon’s fear was genuine. His scent didn’t lie. I felt anger for him. Another person screwed over by Silverfang and I was helpless to do anything about it, but not for long. I crouched down, lowering my voice. “If what you say is true, I’ll get you out of here.” Gideon smiled weakly and said, “I don’t expect kindness, Alpha. Only justice for Alpha Ryker.” “You’ll get both,” I said. I stood abruptly, the iron bars rattling under my hand. Without another glance, I turned and walked down the corridor. The

"Gideon killed it before I ever reached for the matches. He purged the board like he was cleaning out a closet. He removed the people who built him. He removed Helena. He turned his back on his own blood just to please a girl from Linden Row. He destroyed our power to satisfy her ego. If I cannot have the Moore name and the estate, then nobody will. I would rather see the whole wing in ashes than see that mouse living in it like she belongs there." The detective shakes his head slowly. "You are facing decades in a cell, Ms. Moore. You threw your entire life away for a pile of stones and some old books." "I threw it away for a point," I correct him. I lean back as far as the metal chair allow

He was so furious that he might have an aneurysm. Gideon looked coldly at Jason and tossed him the gun, saying, "Deal with this." Jason caught it, his expression darkening. Gideon was an honored guest there by his invitation, so naturally, he had to ensure the safety of him and everyone with him. Yet, trouble had broken out on his own cruise ship. Judging from the ugly look on Gideon's face and his stormy presence, this matter wasn't over. It couldn't end with just two bullets in Liam's body. Jason had to "finish the job" to give Gideon a proper explanation.

Gideon’s grin widened, his eyes gleaming as he peered into the shattered pen. His suspicions were confirmed. The truth lay bare before him—Jaxon’s treachery, the very thing that had gnawed at the edges of Gideon’s mind, was now undeniable. For a moment, Gideon cursed himself for being blind to Jaxon’s cunning, for underestimating just how far his younger brother would go. Jaxon stood motionless, his cold, indifferent gaze fixed on Gideon. His demeanor was unshaken, as though the revelation meant nothing to him. That detached expression only fueled Gideon’s irritation. Still, he restrained himself, unwilling to explode just yet.

"Someone who's been hiding for years. Someone who helped George rise and now wants to finish what they started alone." They both sat there, trying to piece together the puzzle. Who could have mentored George Reed? Who was clever enough to hide in plain sight while pulling the strings of a criminal empire? They searched their memories, replaying every detail from George’s past; his early deals, secret meetings, powerful connections. But no name stood out. It was like chasing smoke. Then Jason’s phone chimed again. He glanced down. It was a social media alert. Normally, he’d ignore it. But this time, the image stopped him cold.

Mia said referring to Henry," we need inside information about him, and I'm the only one who could go back, and he won't suspect a thing. So you think it's easy to get into Gideon's house? It's so much like yours, it's a fortress and Gideon would kill anyone he thinks is suspicious without thinking twice” “ And he would kill you if he starts to suspect you”. Adrian spat. His eyes glowing gold. “ He won't kill me”. Gideon has not touched her or make her do sexual thing's to him since he found out that his son had been raping her, but she knew that Gideon would never kill her. He would have done so a long time ago if he wanted to. He always came to rescue her when she gets into any kind of shi

It was his innocence. I took the remont and switched on the tv to see the news with a picture of Master Mind. I put up the volume and watched. __________ "A man by the name of Arnold Frisch was found dead in his home. Police say he worked for the wanted criminal Jason Dutton, known as the Black Falcon due to the tattoo common among the criminal's accomplices on their left arm. "Police are still unsure as to who killed him and why but are determined to find the Falcon and have him behind bars-"

“They experimented on you.” Jason nodded. “For over a year. Mind control. Memory fragmentation. Indoctrination. They wanted to use me to infiltrate the resistance. Turn me into their perfect mole. But something went wrong. I remembered you.” Her throat constricted. Jason’s voice cracked. “I’ve been clawing my way back ever since. I broke out a month ago. And I’ve been following the trail. Watching. Waiting. Looking for you.” Sonia threw her arms around him, sobbing against his chest.