Novelas y relatos de Klaus Hargreeves

And there he was. Leaning casually against a pillar, wearing a hoodie and joggers, his hair messy and loose, those blue eyes locked onto hers. Mona swallowed hard. Damn. This man was dangerously gorgeous.

Without saying another word, Hugh grabbed Annie’s hand and instead of turning left to go to the garage, Hugh swung right, stalking towards the doorman’s desk at speed. The doorman was a huge bearded wolf called Camron Kerr. His long dark hair was pulled back into a pony tail. The tattoos on the back his hands and his sheer size gave him a terrifying demeanour which wasn’t at all diminished by his well cut dark suit. The Kerr Clan were a high status clan among the Reiver Pack and were particularly well known for their deadly warrior skills. They were incredibly loyal to their Clan as well as to the Reiver Pack as a whole and this made any Kerr the perfect wolf in all matters pertaining to sec

Just proof that someone else had seen it. The investigator confirmed Hargrove received it. And the reaction was immediate. He left his office early. Canceled two meetings. Drove straight to the storage facility. Tiana and Vince watched from the investigator’s live feed. He unlocked the unit. Stayed inside for nearly thirty minutes. Came out pale. Shaken. He knew. Someone had been there. “He’s panicking,” Tiana whispered. Vince nodded slowly. “Good.” Hargrove didn’t go to the club that Friday.

Anika asked curiously, Klaus nodded not really wanting to go into detail or have to explain anything else. Inside the office, a man close to Klaus's age greeted them, dark hair perfectly coiffed and blue eyes, white coat neatly pressed over his clothes, Dr. Horace Sakyov one of the few contacts the man kept in He looked like someone he could trust to keep a secret or two, but as he entered the office, Anika let out a surprised gasp as Horace looked up, the recognition in the man's eyes making Klaus tense. .

Coming to his senses, President Kregar looked at the man who had intervened, "President Halpern, what are you doing?" "If you don't want to die, Clive Kregar, come over here and apologize right now," he said. President Halpern was David Halpern, the president of the Sacred Lions Club. The scene witnessed today in front of the Mysticor Enterprise, especially seeing Charlie Grant castrate his own nephew, highlighted just how fearsome Kiran was. How could David Halpern not be afraid? "President Halpern, what is this about?" asked the man who had been standing to David Halpern's left. This man was Roger Hume, the president of the Golden Lions Club.

"An older one." She looked at me. "Ms. Knox," she said, "are you familiar with a man named Edwin Hargrove?" The room had been quiet before. It became a different kind of quiet. I knew the name. Of course I knew the name.... it was impossible to have been inside the Mason-Maya orbit for fifteen years without knowing Edwin Hargrove's name, without understanding what his death had meant for the configuration of everything that came after it, without having at least a structural awareness of the conversations that had existed in certain rooms during certain years.