Ncis Double Identity Novels & Stories

Ember's Pov "Jean." I said weakly, as my heart quickened in accord with his sporadic heartbeat, "I can't." I said quietly, "can't or simply won't. I can understand if you won't if you'll simply tell me what is stopping you. You ex-husband, perhaps?" I scoffed and shook my head, "You've really done your assignment for me, haven't you?" He smiled, "I needed to know what I was getting into with you, and I have to say, it was somewhat hard, seeing as you've lived a double life, all of these years. Even now, your beloved husband doesn’t know that you're an Alpha."

Noel continued. Before long, the forensic team was done with their work and met Nicholas to say goodbye. They would meet at the hospital for further investigation. "Other than the last piece of clothing..." Noel picked up the bags of evidence, there was one plastic bag that caught Nicholas' attention. Noel picked up the same plastic bag, then took something out from inside. "There's an identity card in here." "The woman had an ID?" Nicholas looked at Noel in confusion. Noel shrugged. "You won't believe me, but... you have to see that!" Noel pointed to the plastic object that was placed next to the small plastic bags. "We also found a suitcase near the second entrance. I asked the officers he

Sir the plate number you sent to me is quite a tricky one, and the owner of that vehicle can't be your suspect, he is too valuable to this country.” a man in an NCIS uniform spoke, looking into the eyes of Mr.Cage with a cup of coffee in his hands while sitting. Nia stood quietly beside the entrance door, her eyes were pale, she must have been crying a lot since her kids were kidnapped. “What do you mean valuable?" Mr.Cage raised an eyebrow, as his eyes turned a shade darker, he must be getting annoyed.

I said looking at him. "Well we couldn't Henry, the person doesn't exist" he said. I shut my eyes before exhaling. "All IDs have been traced?" I asked and he nodded. "Okay, keep working on it" I said and he nodded. "Henry" he called as I stood up. "Be watchful, this might be a game of politics, you shouldn't be involved" he said and I chuckled. "Alright Mr Franklin" I said before heeding to the door. The car was waiting already so I got in immediately.

" My eye wanders to the two men who walk into the ER, one bleeding from a wound in his arm. I focus on them, looking the men up and down for any sign of weapons. That could be a gunshot wound. I don't recognize either of them, but that doesn't mean they aren't here to recapture Anastasia. I start to ease my phone out of my pocket to text Officer Jones to keep a sharp eye out. I stop. Jones is a competent police officer. She's already very well aware of the risks involved here. "Tell me about this girl you care about so much. How did you two meet?" I spent two years working under a carefully crafted identity with a nuanced history but now I have to invent a new one from scratch. "I was at wor

"It's the Carter twins. Kade and Killian." There was a pregnant pause — pun absolutely intended — on the other end. "The Carters?" Cole's voice lost its teasing edge for a fraction of a second, replaced by the sharp, analytical tone he only used when things were actually serious. “So you got your protector, and a side dish too? Mia, that’s not a love triangle, that's a criminal murder documentary waiting to happen.”

“Two identities… for years.” Reef whistled low. “That explains the perfect mask. They could move between roles without raising suspicion. One identity rests while the other works. Or covers tracks.” I looked up at Jordan slowly, realization hitting hard. “Someone inside the packhouse has been living under two identities for years. The Keeper didn’t just hide. They duplicated themselves.” Jordan’s voice was barely a whisper. “All those memories… the comforting hands, the familiar faces… one person wearing different masks the whole time?”

She answered and got pushed into the van. "Move it." The cop hit the van and it began to move. The cop with the key turned around to go in, he was careful so he had someone else follow him in. They heard someone yelling frantically, the first man looked at his colleague before rushing to open the door. Jennifer burst out and they were shocked to see another version of Jessica. "Identical twins?" The second man asked. "Obviously." Jennifer ran to the entrance but she wasn't there anymore; Jessica was gone. She turned to the two cops with a tired face and injured body.

Justin drove. Student gathered to see them every time. Obviously, they were handsome and attention was something they were used to, even in Cordina. He got down and saw her. Someone drove her. The person looked so familiar. A woman. Damian couldn't place exactly where he saw her but he did know her. Justin touched me. "You okay?" "I am" Damian answered "You know I can tell when you're lying. We are linked" "Sorry, I just saw somebody that looked so familiar" he said

he said, and Philip pulled him away from him. “You want to know my answer? well, i'll tell you. You're right, it's possible that something happened to your wife. Because i also discovered that it wasn't an ordinary criminal who did this to her. He was cleanly erased every piece of evidence he could leave. But he forgot something important. That was his true identity.” He said, and Rohan immediately released him. “Identity? what do you mean?” he asked the detective. “We found out that Jana has twin sisters.”