Novel & Cerita Ncis Agent

" And what could that be?" " Mmmmh.. come on. Come on. " She muttered. " Okay. Everything that I might say to you now might be strange. And it is expected. You might as well not believe me. You may also be angry and want me out of your team. But please, do not create any scene here. Be as calm as possible." " To be honest with you, you are only confusing me. What is going on?" " To cut the long story short, I am an agent. An agent of the Federal Bureau of Investigations. "

If only he knew the truth, you could only remember everything, if only the accident incident didn't happen. Maybe two years Gary had been working as a CIA agent while Gary was in France that Andrew remembered, Gary had worked for the Special Operations Division whose group of former snipers had taken on several dangerous missions... missions that no one else could handle. He is known as Agent S1 (Shooter 1) who is the most reliable, generally works outside the network, being sent to inter- city or cities far away, the agency contains 7 snipers and Andrew is the seventh agent. When the accident incident with Gary happened, they actually made an appointment to meet at a resort in Chicago becau

"You took a big risk coming here alone." "I had no choice. James threatened to kill Bianca if I brought backup." Anna looked at Bianca who was standing close beside her. "But I knew you would be tracking me. Knew you would send the team as soon as I engaged." "We were positioned two blocks away. Waiting for your signal." Nicolas smiled. "Good work, Agent Adams. You handled this perfectly." James's head snapped up. "Agent Adams? What are you talking about?" "Anna Adams is a federal agent. Has been for years." Nicolas walked over to James. "She was undercover investigating your criminal network. And now she has enough evidence to put you away for life."

Agent Jane’s sentence got interrupted when the rest of her FBI team suddenly entered the room, along with a group of nurses. “Lord Jesus, what the hell happened here?” One of the FBI agent team members, named Peter Conn, looked around in shock at the damage in the room. “What the hell happened to your nose, son?” The FBI agent asked Agent Vernon when he caught sight of the young man’s nose, which was being treated by a nurse. Agent Peter Conn was the cowboy type. He was an old gentleman with a tall, medium build, a potbelly, wire-rimmed eyeglasses, and a thick gray mustache that oddly complemented the bald spot on his head. He would try to cover the bald spot with a few strands of his hair.

It was chilly Monday morning and headquarters was filled with a lot of officers, hailing from different Intelligence and Crime Divisions, a sign that this would be a hectic day for all the officers and agents. Lance, the best Agent at NBCI, a short form of the famous National Bureau of Crime Investigation strode across the lobby, receiving greetings from colleagues and admirers as he headed to his office, feeling a sense of pride.

"Special Agent and Detective Nora Stevenson. Everyone calls Agent 64." A ripple of shock passed through the room. The name Agent 64 carried weight. Every single man in this room had probably heard it at some point, had probably cursed it under their breath. The DiFronzo brothers exchanged looks of pure disbelief. I had been their ghost, the agent who had hounded them for years, always just out of reach. They knew my alias, but they had never known my face. "You are a cop?" Dant was the first to speak. I met his gaze, saying nothing.

Chapter 41 The next day….. Dressed in a sharp black blazer complemented by a crisp white shirt, Cara Knights stride with confidence, her polished black shoes echoing on the pristine cream-colored tiles. As a junior officer in the NIA, she had already spent six years dedicated to her career. Despite her relatively limited experience, Ms. Knights had been assigned to eleven of the most challenging locations, enduring transfers occurring every six months. Her unwavering commitment to honesty and sincerity made her a role model among her peers.

Niko did'nt respond immediately, he seemed to be undisturbed by what his superior was discussing about the target. Kana looked at him while she reads his mind. She shook her head. "No, no Niko. Tyler Rack." She then again project another man's face. "He is a highly trained american agent." She warned Niko again since he was planning of executing Jahid's guards too. "You think I'm afraid?" Niko gasped angrily. "No Niko. The chamber is currently upside down, we cannot trigger the CIA for this." "Can I touch the maidens?" Niko begged Kana.

“I'm Agent C.C” When she notices the puzzled expression on my face, she quickly adds, “Camille Cross.” I offer her a faint smile so she doesn't notice I'm nervous. “And this is my partner—Agent Kasper.” My eyes stroll to the man and compared to the woman, he looks so much nicer. “Nice to meet you,” I whisper, looking down. Camille clears her throat. “You're a nun, right? “Yes. Yet to take my vows.” She nods like she's taking my answer to heart. “But you've understood that lying is a sin?”

Three targets. The convoy arrived exactly one hour later. Three black SUVs. Armored. Windows tinted. FBI agents in tactical gear. Serious faces. Weapons visible. The lead agent introduced himself. "Agent Torres. I'll be coordinating your security." "Any relation to Daniel Torres?" Sienna asked. "My cousin. That's why I volunteered for this assignment." Sienna's eyes filled with tears. "Thank you." "I won't let anything happen to you. Any of you." We loaded into the middle vehicle. Me, Marcus, Rachel, Victor. Agent Torres drove. Another agent in passenger seat.