Kc Undercover Brett Novels & Stories

He stood up and continued to look for another hunter. After walking for a short moment, he stopped when something hit his shoes. Brett looked down and felt his heart jump out of its resting place. “Fuck.” He cursed. It was a head. Woman’s head. “Cristy,” Brett muttered. Romy gulped hard. This was the woman who paid him to turn a blind eye to whatever would happen in the ground today. Never in his wildest dream could he think something like this would occur. Brett looked around and found a flock of ravens had eaten several body parts. Brett fell flatly on the soil. This was insane. Death case during the test was never this brutal. He was frustrated since he did not know how to report to Logan

Emily POV Staring out the window of my car, I admired the beauty of the Moreno estate. It is such a shame that a family of this calibre is involved with so many illegal activities. "Emily!" I heard my name through the earpiece. "This is Adam, remember the plan, do this once and get out immediately. You are Lena Grant, a high society event planner, don't forget that." Every single instruction he had dished out, I made sure to pay close attention. Being an undercover agent for the Central investigative office for several years comes with a lot of experience.

I need to gather the courage to tell u about it but right now I just can't. Hope u guys understand... ------------------------------------ NEET What can I say I am not good at finding bf So my next question is to Kate... KATE Truth NEET Are u sure? KATE Yup NEET So tell me what's going on between u and Drew. KATE Ahm...I will just drink I guess... today I am in for getting drunk. NEET Huh!! so that u can fuçk him later on without any mind? ------------------------------------ I couldn't stop myself but speak up and I guess I shocked everyone by being straightforward but I don't care now, I just wanna loosen up a bit.

Thirty seconds later, a shaky voice came on the line. "Hello? This is Brett." "Brett Hartland," I said. My voice was smooth, empty of threat, which usually terrified people more than screaming. "This is Kolt Kingston." Silence. I could practically hear his throat click as he swallowed. "M-Mr. Kingston. To what do I owe the..." "You're at the gym on Fourth Street right now, aren't you?" I checked the GPS tracker on the Porsche his father leased…..a car technically owned by my bank.

Anna is always the one that opens the door to her home, no matter how many times her brother warns her. “I told you to not open the door.” Brett said, coming out of a room. “But it was just me!” I said, pulling Anna behind me. “It could’ve been a serial killer too.” “No one would be as dangerous as Bretton Parker.” I said. “He’s an asshole, isn’t he?” “You’re actually talking to him right now.” He said, folding his arms. I rose a brow. “You are Brett Parker.” “Brett went to a party. I’m Bretton.” He smirked.

As he reached the intersection, Felix noticed a black car parked by the roadside. Inside, a man in a leather jacket sat waiting, his expression unreadable. It was Kevin, the informant who had been helping Felix gather information about Rudolf. Felix turned off his engine and stepped out. The cold air immediately stung his skin, but he ignored it. Under the light drizzle, Kevin also exited his car, and they faced each other at the side of the road. "Felix," Kevin greeted briefly, pulling up the collar of his jacket against the chilly wind. "I have news."

"Whose connections am I relying on?" "Don't play dumb." Tasha leaned closer and raised her voice. "Everyone in the company knows how you got in back then. If you didn't have some shady relationship with that former VP who resigned, do you think you'd still be sitting in this position?" "Exactly," Vinny snickered. "You don't even dress that well—those bags you carry are probably knockoffs, right? Saved all your money to keep a pretty boy on the side?" That smear was impressively vicious.

Brett said, turning his gaze at her and winking at her too as he wanted to irritate her a little like she used to do. "Oh come on… why are you dragging it?" Annabel said, whinny a little. "Water," Brett said again, gesturing for her to do as he had said. "Alright," Annabel said, and quickly did as she had been told. Brett took the glass of water and sipped a little from it before turning to face Annabel whose gaze was on him again. "You know what, call the others and have them prepare my prize money," Brett said, sounding like his usual self, with a smirk at the corner of his lips. His friends had dared him to have sex with Monalisa which was why he did it.

George hits the wall, and Betty runs her hand on his back, yes they have to return home because no one wants to leave, Flora wouldn't leave without her girls, the girls wouldn't leave without their men, and Betty is not going to stay away from George not now not in future. "Dammit!" Brett hit the wall. "You all are fools, I didn't expect them to be together, how could he run away with my love, I need to right my wrong, I need Gregory and Whitney around me, I don't want to lose my Whitney to him never." Brett is a devil, he gets away with things he does, in a second, he messages the prison acting like some culprit of Casper, that he is sorry but Casper is the main mastermind that is why he fr

She and Si answered all of them. George and Kevin would be the backup crew, monitoring any calls from the special phones Max and Regan would have if they couldn't get through to Si, and constantly in touch with any resources they might need. They were also working with an unexpected bonus on the ground. In checking all key personnel in the area, he'd discovered that Lou Valenti, the county sheriff, was also a former SEAL. He'd gotten clearance to be read in, and the man had nearly been shocked out of his shorts.