Mcu The Incident Novels & Stories

“There’s been an incident.” Something in his expression... a flicker of genuine, unvarnished alarm—sharpened my attention. I stood up, the chair scraping harshly against the concrete. “What kind of incident?” “A massacre.” The entire warehouse fell silent. Even Daemon, usually the first to fill a void with noise, stopped playing with his lighter. “Explain,” I commanded. The guard lowered his voice, dropping it to a conspiratorial whisper. “There was an attack at a cathedral in Florence. High-profile wedding. Multiple casualties. Witnesses claim armed men wearing black-and-gold uniforms stormed the ceremony.”

He ha‌d let her go. It was the harde⁠st vict‌ory o‍f his life. His phone buzzed. Marc⁠us. He almost didn’‌t answer. ‍“Sir,” Marcus’s vo‌ice w⁠as ca‌reful. “I have⁠ the repo‌rt o‌n the⁠… booksto‍re incid‌ent. It was a verifie‍d coincidence. The team w⁠as m⁠aintaining a perimeter as per protocol. No interaction was initiated.”

#ROAD_TO_ABUJA 💦🔞 #Chapter_12 🦀🦀🦀🦀🦀🦀🦀🦀🦀🦀🦀🦀 🦀🦀🦀🦀🦀🦀🦀🦀🦀 🦀🦀🦀🦀🦀🦀 🦀🦀🦀🦀 🦀🦀 #JACK A lot of things sure happened that night.. The police had showed up after the dust had cleared,.. It's a shame that they can't be relied on... Marcus was later arrested and taken into custody, The police then asked Me and Gina to give a statement about what happened and we did, after that everyone dispersed.

A third complained about some rival club moving in on their territory near the docks. I filed everything away in my memory to write down later. This was exactly the kind of intelligence I needed to build a case against the Steel Vultures. If I could connect them to specific crimes with dates and details, Marcus could get warrants and start making arrests. Around nine the atmosphere in the bar changed. Conversations got quieter and people started glancing toward the door. I looked up and saw five men walking in wearing different patches. Death's Head MC, just like Betty had predicted.

“I miss you too so much, baby. I am being kept safe for a while but I’m sure I’ll be home soon.” “Where?” “They said I can’t tell.” “I’m just glad you’re safe.” “I miss you so much my love.” “I miss you more.” “Any break in the case?” “Our only key witness was pronounced dead.” “Mike is dead?!” He blurted, catching Dustin’s attention. “Yeah. Tonight. He was involved in a shootout.” “Does Ace know?” “Yeah, we all found out together.” “So what is going to happen to the whole of our case?”

"Mia is in custody. They charged her with attempted murder, stalking, conspiracy, everything. The Morettis are being prosecuted based on the evidence Detective Rivera collected. Marco is going to prison for a very long time. It is over." Relief flooded through me so powerfully that I felt tears in my own eyes. "We are safe. You and Monte are safe." "Because of you. You threw yourself in front of a bullet for us." "I would do it again. A thousand times." Monte stirred in the chair beside my bed. His little face was puffy from crying and sleeping. When he saw I was awake, he climbed carefully onto the bed. "Papa Four, you got hurt again." "I did. But I am okay now."

’ He warns me sternly, eyes narrowed under a very unimpressed frown, and I clamp my mouth shut before he turns to Alexi with a darker look. ‘And you! … What the fuck, Lex? You need to get your shit together and your head out of your ass. If this situation is fucking you up this much that you make dumb mistakes, then you either act on it, or let it go. You’re the head of the family and you are acting like a juvenile asshole. You’re going to screw everything up that you have spent years building.’ Mico is mad as hell—voice tight, body as stiff as his cousin’s—bringing my own simmering emotions to a weird sort of lull as more memories from the club start filtering through. I have been pushing t

Xander said "To make the story short the innocent person who caught up on the incident was Lucas, when you were chasing Mike his car crash to the motorcycle of Lucas and an explosion happens. Mike comes only with the scratches and try to escape unfortunately, our men capture him and was confine. While Lucas was caught up with the fire and was sent to the hospital and has been taken care since then, now Dad was talking to grandada and Aunt Bella was talking to Lucas family and later we will go to their house" my brother said to me

I remembered the surveillance footage. Marcus walking into Victor's office. The gun. The static. "What happened after the camera stopped recording?" Luca looked away. "I wasn't there." "Luca." "I wasn't." Michael interrupted. "He's telling the truth." "He left before the shooting." My eyes widened. "Then who killed Victor?" Neither man answered. --- A knock echoed through the house. Everyone froze. Three knocks. Slow. Deliberate. Michael quietly reached inside his jacket. His hand wrapped around his handgun.

"One of the Mafia was arrested, the deaf guy. Once he was released and questioned back at the base, he said someone, a certain Becca, tried to force information out of him. Dan reacted on impulse when he heard the name, so he sent me to find out." "Let me guess. You plucked a single strand of my hair when you intentionally bumped into me, didn't you?" "Becca, I..." "I can't hear anymore of this." I said and walked past him. Something new to me. It was either I finish you off or let you live, only pain would be present to keep you company, clinging to you like a lost puppy. The smoke from our cars had ceased, the scene remaining in ruins. I decided on walking on the sidewalk along the old, sc