John André Turn: Washington's Spies Novels & Stories

“Not on paper. But Andre wasn’t just an escort. He was close. Access. He moved in rooms where powerful men and women forgot to be careful.” I exhaled slowly. “He wasn’t muscular,” Jenny continued. “He was intimate. He was paid to listen. To remember. To be invisible.” My stomach twisted. Andre hadn’t just followed my routines. He’d watched people around me. Learned habits. Learned weaknesses. Learned how to blend into luxury spaces without being questioned, because men like him were never questioned. And Avalon had trained him for that. “He worked events,” Jenny said. “Private parties. Off-books meetings. The kind where names aren’t recorded and faces are remembered instead.”

"Or so we thought." Jackson leaned forward. "What do you mean?" "I mean I had my people run a deeper background check. Turns out Mr. John has been involved in some gray-area activities for about five years. Cyber espionage, specifically. Nothing we could ever prove enough to charge him with, but enough flags that he's been on our radar." Five years. Jackson's stomach twisted. That was when they'd been dating. When Marcus had been in his apartment, in his life, in his bed. And the whole time, he'd been running illegal side projects.

"This is probably a conspiracy Shaquille concocted. He wanted to poison Mr. Leeroy through your hands." Andre suddenly realized the truth. No wonder Leeroy was so ruthless. Not only did Leeroy not let him return home, but he even kicked him out of Debonaire City. "Who's the spy?" Andre asked. "Nico,” Adrian answered, "He’s a very clever old man who’s playing both sides to make more money." Andre regretted deeply. Nico had followed him for many years, and he thought of Nico as family. He never expected this to be Nico’s handiwork.

Andre nodded, “the old councilman and his son has no absolute idea of who they are serving, so they weren’t targeted.” “Do you think I care?” I hissed angrily through my teeth and asked, “Can’t you see that if you kill or capture a spy, another one will be planted immediately? And I’m getting fed up with this case seriously Beta, because if it were war, it would have ended a lot time ago.” “I’m with you on this, it’s being a while since Tony went for a run” Andre nodded and adjusted his glasses, then he continued, “So what do you suggest we do Alpha?”

In front of countless cameras, he explained in detail how John had asked him to contact the media, and then had them wait for the elder at the airport, and finally pinned the blame on Jones Enterprise. “You’re making things up!” John was so scared that his lips became pale. “I never expected you to be a spy from Jones Enterprise! Tell me! Who arranged you by my side so you can accuse me when the time’s right?!” “How can you say that?” There was fear and disappointment on his assistant’s face. “I’ve done many things for you, and you still want to refute it? You know how many things need to remain a secret? I’m no fool... I saved evidence for them all!”

Livia Washington's Point of View As our conversation drew to a close, I found myself grappling with a flurry of thoughts and emotions. Despite my reservations, I ultimately acquiesced and committed to staying with them. I couldn't help but observe that Andre is a remarkably intelligent young person. At just four or five years old, he fearlessly speaks his mind, unafraid to share his thoughts and feelings with anyone who will listen. His young mind is already capable of comprehending the world around him, soaking up knowledge and understanding with ease.

she threw her hand in the air. Richie smoothed down his suit and put his legs on the desk. “How’s John? I hear you guy are more than partners now, and um, Billy the chubby one that was shot at one of my joints that you have taken down,” his brows drew close, “he and David cost me a lot of money that day,” he growled. At first, Martha was shocked he knew her colleagues by their name but after giving it a thought she realized it confirmed the fact there was a spy at the station that feeds him with information about everyone.