Off The Books Novels & Stories

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“This place is off-limits, Camilla. You know that. What book?” She blinked, clearly scrambling for an answer. “Just… something about pack dynamics. Old records. It’s for a project.” “Bullshit,” I said, my voice low. “You’re not supposed to be here, and you’re not touching these books. Get out, and don’t come back.”

“Play hardball, Starling.” “Gladly,” she said with a sharp nod before leaving the conference room. Rodrigo crossed his arms over his chest, studying the remaining data. “Ignoring the possibility of an unregistered Awakaned, we’ve managed to follow the money trail through dozens of offshore accounts and shell companies to a meat packing company based out of Newton, Kansas, that hasn’t had a working plant in at least a decade. It’s been on the FBI’s radar recently as a possible trafficking location, and they’ve had surveillance running on it for the past month. Drone and satellite imagery shows activity occurring at night that has nothing to do with cattle.”

The fire in the office fireplace crackled low, throwing waves of heat that fought the dense cold seeping through the old windows. We were on the floor, leaning against the low sofa, a pile of financial spreadsheets scattered between us like evidence of a battle we were finally starting to win. The numbers from the "Winter Festival" were coming in, bookings for next Christmas were already breaking records. For the first time since I opened the bank's letter, the ghost of the debt seemed a little more distant.

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After resting for a while, they walked around and saw a bookstore which they both agreed to enter. She was reading the back of Sense and Sensibility by Jane Austen when Jacob asked her. “What do you say let’s read horror books? Like the ones we watched today?” “Eh? I’m scared. You go read first, then give me a summary, then I’ll decide. Haha!” “Roger!” as he picked The Dunwich Horror and Others by H.P. Lovecraft and IT by Stephen King. They finished book shopping, it was around three in the afternoon when Jacob invited her to go somewhere else.

Nona would be mortified if she saw any of this. My second stop was the cashier’s desk. I emptied the account under the name Christina Moretti and had the funds issued as a bank draft. With that, Christina Moretti was officially dead. The third stop was my personal branch. I closed my own account and had the balance made into another draft - to myself.

With a strong but laid-back tone, he said, "Write down your bank details here. You’ll get the payment when you get to your office.” Laura didn’t give a second thought, she immediately curled her fingers on the pen, her hand was shaking with tension as she hurriedly wrote down the details. “Done” she uttered in a softer tone as she slid the book back to Fred, and quickly turned to head straight to the door. “I’ll be in my office now,” she added quickly, drawing the door wide, her palm wrapped around the knob, ready to get out. “Laura, wait.” Fred yelled from behind her. Laura paused for a few seconds before she turned to face him with weak eyes.

But none of that could compare to Isabella buying him ice cream and the latest toys. If they were the ones who truly looked like a family, then so be it. I called a friend I hadn't spoken to in a while. "Is that teaching position at the prestigious school you mentioned still open for interviews? I think I'm finally ready to leave the Moonhowl pack." … Back at Lucas' villa, Sophia, who was cleaning the house, found the document I'd left behind. It was an application to break the mate bond, addressed to the pack council. I had no desire to confront Lucas face-to-face about this anymore, and that paper was my notification to him.