Lace Dickie Novels & Stories

I'm ok. We walk past around 10 cells and I'm grateful to see them all empty except for one. In the far corner on my left, I can see someone sitting on some kind of makeshift bed. He's got his knees bent and his head buried in his lap so I can't see his face but I get the strangest feeling. I turn to look up at Nick but he just shakes his head no which is fine for now but I will be asking about whoever that is.

I really don’t like introducing stuffs. Before I could speak he spoke. "Let's put Kyle first" He said and looked at Kyle whose reaction was just casual. Will he really be the last? "Kyle Larson, 18" he said sparingly, we were all staring at him except Ash who was focused on his paper and phone. "What are your interests?" Zyke's opening question. "Women" he said directly that I was surprised he looked at me and winked at me, I knew it why Zyke was going to me instead of him because I was a woman.

“Arianna is an only child, you have the wrong woman.” “I am Theodore Der Mandant,” he said, looking at Viktor who tensed. The man’s family was well known, and we knew that killing him would end up getting us in trouble. It wasn’t just about him being a messenger right now, it was about who HE was. “I do not make mistakes, and judging by your fumbled expression, I take it that you are well aware who I am, Alpha Dean.”

She filled me in with the ongoing gossips and also her dating life, which now featured Richard Trevino better known as Dickie. He had taken her to dinner and dancing following by kissing and well, the details were left out for my safety. Lacey wasn’t promiscuous by no means but she liked to have fun and from what she recounted Dickie had not disappointed. “And let me tell one thing, he’s well endowed and knows how to use it.” She followed with graphic details that made me squirm on the spot. “You can do that?” My question sent her into a fit of giggles. “I’m just waiting until you get rid of your…umm problem, then I’ll teach things to try with your hubby.”

Harriet’s gaze was fixed on the young president. She couldn’t help but sigh with mixed feelings. This man was really amazing. Dwight, who was just about to leave, caught a glimpse of Harriet and couldn’t help but pause his footsteps as he asked, ‘You must be Harriet Daniels, aka Lieutenant Colonel Daniels, am I right? You’re the niece of General McCullough, aren’t you?’ Honoured that the president knew her name, Harriet nodded profusely and saluted. ‘Yes, Mr President.’

Senator Dwight Harlan. A name that echoed in every political corridor, influential, sharp, untouchable. Officially, he was known for his conservative policies and deep-pocketed donors. Unofficially, he was known for his ability to bury scandals before they surfaced. And now, reports began leaking that he had personally “intervened” in Nathaniel’s case, citing “political overreach” and “false accusations against a prominent businessman.”