Lace Dickie Novels & Stories

Marco turned, saw the expression on the other officer's face, and knew Lucy had a surprise up her sleeve. A roly poly civilian stood by her side. He wore a badly outdated business suit and looked familiar somehow. "Yes?" Lucy gestured to her companion. "President Doug Douglas, I would like to introduce Colonel Dooley Marco, commanding officer of the 17th DBLE. Colonel, this is the honorable Marcus Doug Douglas, President of the Confederacy, a two star admiral, and chairman of Doug Douglas Enterprises".

But the tables are mostly private, with tall backs on the booths and dim lighting. It’s as good a place as any to have a secret meeting to bring down one of the most powerful man in the nation. Edward didn’t used to be. Even as a presidential candidate, he was still fallible. But now that he has the president’s backing, he’s basically untouchable. When Miles reaches the familiar back booth, he finds Hugo, as always, already there. Miles slides in across from him.

Arlington heard and I had never seen such fury in those kind eyes. “That would explain it,” another person whispered to her, but it was too late to take it back. However, Arlington paused when a man stepped forward, his face grim and his hair peppered white. “I can assure you, miss,” he spoke, staring directly at Lily. “As the CEO of Sidley Austin, your jokes and suggestions are inappropriate, at the very least. Miss Alice McCutchen is a fine attorney and our lead counsel. Perhaps this is a shock to you, but to those of us who knows her, it is entirely appropriate.”

Jace laughed, a sharp, disbelieving sound, while the others stared at me like I was some rare artifact on display. Suddenly, it clicked. I finally realized why Mr. Blake looked so familiar. He was a titan of industry, a primary shareholder of Briarwood Academy, and one of the wealthiest—if not the wealthiest—men in the United States, even Alice's father cannot stand. There were even rumors at school that he was planning a run for the president of the United States.

she was currently playing the role of a desperate CEO whose company was on the verge of collapse. More than two hours later, Sean's secretary finally escorted her into his office. Sean sat leisurely in his executive chair, calmly sipping tea. The smug smile on his face widened the instant he saw Dakota enter. "President Lancaster..." He paused dramatically before smirking. "No... Miss Lancaster." "No, that's still not right. It should be... Miss Dakota Lancaster." The mockery in his tone was unmistakable. Dakota casually took a seat across from him. Resting both elbows on the desk, she discreetly attached a tiny listening device beneath the tabletop in one smooth motion.

Lucas said and hung up, dropping his phone on the desk. "Lucas, what are you up to?" Aaron asked "We're doing the right thing," Lucas said. " What right thing? " Aaron asked again with a confused tone. "We're employing a secretary for the boss," Lucas answered calmly. "What?" "You must be kidding, right?" Aaron said. "It was the boss' order, not mine," Lucas said fiercely. "Something's fishy here; I'm out of here; I have a meeting to attend," Aaron says as he makes his way to the exit.

Talking to idiots was never his thing. When President Donald saw he was being ignored, he taunt further. "By the way, your other Secretary looks cute, would you mind giving her to me for a night?" He said with his eyes on Halle. Halle threw him a disgusted look, she couldn't believe his Handsome face was only a camouflage, he has a smelly mouth. Halle was actually a soft looking lady, She had a shoulder lengthed hair which alighted her small cute face. She had pouty red lips and small cute nose. She was mixed just like their boss. Half Japanese and the other was American.

As he smiled at me, that was when I noticed a light scar ran along his jawline, a mark maybe he got from his military training or so, making him look even more rugged and commanding. Jasper turned to Dickson. “Dickson is the president of Langley Supreme Court and a professor of criminal psychology.” My mouth parted slightly in shock. He is the most composed of them all. He had neatly styled dark brown hair and piercing blue eyes Just like Jasper. His lean, refined face gave him the look of a sharp intellectual, fitting for his career .

If the replacement resides in the chateau then that means. “Yes, Daniella. He is the Vice President of the Fancy Pants Club, Mr. Vincent Dominico Altair.” My mouth dropped open for the effing eighth time this day, and yes, I actually counted it.

Finally, he gave Lily two folders and said with a smile, "It's not that I'm hiding things, Lily. I prefer that you focus on my security and Aiden's. But I understand. There are some downtimes. So, here. These are only suspected victims of the vice president, those that conflicted with him politically in the past two years." "Thank god," Lily sighed. "It's not that I'm complaining, Lucas, but I am getting a little bored. I might just get an assignment from Black Hawk." "So you are tempted to leave my side so you can get shot somewhere in a Black Hawk mission?" Lucas teased. Lily rolled her eyes. She answered, "We don't always get shot at." Holding the folder, Lily felt relieved for participa