Mcu The Incident Novels & Stories

“We offer our deepest condolences to the family and friends of Alexander Smith, Cassandra Monterro, and Armando McDenver.” A series of gasps and cries echoed across the hall. I froze on my spot, my blood turning cold. McDenver died...? I know Alexander and Cassandra— they’re vendors at the Emporium. They were the ones nearest to the entrance, and they must have been caught by the explosion. I remembered from Cassius that they died in an attack, but McDenver wasn’t one of them. McDenver died peacefully. He never woke up one day. He didn’t die in an attack, and most certainly not this early.

“M-Mom is that Uncle Achilles!?” My eyes suddenly shifted to the television, it was a flash report that suddenly came in. I could hear my heart start beating so fast. “The suspect in the killings of 1023 people has turned himself in, Ares Coleman. Last week he was reported dead along with Achilles Coleman, due to an accident, when they fell into the cliff and the car exploded with the impact.”

“We’re about to shut down a global financial safety system…” “…while the government and a billionaire criminal chase us through Manhattan.” Ethan nodded calmly. “That’s about right.” Noah sighed. “You know what?” “What?” “I miss normal problems.” The Hunter Arrives Up on the street above— A black car stopped near the subway entrance. Marcus stepped out slowly. The night wind rustled his coat. He looked toward the station entrance. Then at his phone. The signal from the master key blinked brightly. Right below him. Marcus smiled. “They’re close.”

Less then two minutes, all the cameras were focusing on him as the young man started speaking, " I am Marcus Marshmello, a undercover man of Raven Mafias. I have working under Luther and Lucas for years and have taken part in their malicious activities. I, hereby confess that the attempt to murder case of 27th July on Street Park road has been directed by Luther Michael personally. He has the one who told me to delete the footage."

8:07 a.m. – Page and Associates Mansion The morning air was tense—like the prelude to a storm. Kc stood by the kitchen island, barely touching the coffee in his cup. His eyes were still fixed on the flat screen on the wall before him. Malcolm entered through the foyer, phone extended. "You have to see this. Now." Kc stood up to him slowly. "I already feel the headache starting." Malcolm hit the remote. TV SCREEN: LIVE BREAKING NEWS – Channel 5

I heard the sound change, heard the screaming change with it and I put my hand on the door and walked through it into the night without pausing, or looking at my reflection in the filthy window panel beside the door. I didn't need to look. I knew what was on the other side of that glass. Viper fell into step beside me across the gravel. He kept his voice low, close to my ear. "You should check the news, sir." The SUV was twenty feet ahead. Black. Engine running. I climbed in the back, reached forward and clicked on the screen mounted in the headrest of the seat in front. The newsreader was mid-sentence. "—explosion rocking the east wing of the federal maximum security facility approximately

I noticed his attention drift periodically toward his device's home screen, where a notification banner remained visible at the top. "Something else, Marcus?" I asked, catching the distraction. He hesitated. "There was an incident yesterday, sir. At a Kingsley Capital development site. A crane malfunctioned." Something in my chest tightened involuntarily. "Was anyone hurt?" "Minor injuries only." He said. "But the story gained considerable traction given who was present during the incident." I set down the contract, understanding settling into place before he needed to elaborate further. "Amelia." "She was touring the site with Adrian Kingsley when the accident occurred." Marcus confirmed. "

" Gia told me the same thing." "The attack at the club wasn't an accident .Check her Social media." I opened the app and my heart sank ... All Rights Reserved © #KCMmuoe

“Yes, everyone’s on their way.” “Have our watchers said anything about movement in the clubhouse?” “They seem to have a meeting. All the bikes are in front of the club.” Now that Luca had destroyed an entire chapter in cold blood, the retribution of the MC was only a matter of time. They were volatile, bound by fewer rules than us. It was part of my life I didn’t want Simona, Daniele, or Isadora to be part of. I’d do my best to protect them from it.

"This was never the plan of telling each other about ourselves" Dominic's eyes flashed, his gaze locking onto mine. "Thank you," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "Thank you, Lucia." I nodded, my mind racing with the implications. I knew that I had involved myself in one of the undertakers dirty secrets .I am not going to help Dominic. Never. I took a deep breath, my mind racing with the implications. I had just listened to a murderer secret , and I wasn't sure if I was ready for what lay ahead.