Novel & Cerita Reid Hotch

“Good. Maybe you’ll listen to my proposals now.” Reid chuckled. “Maybe. Or maybe I’ll just keep you too busy to file them.” They fell into a rhythm. Heated arguments by day, rough and raw fucking by night. Sometimes both at once. He showed her the hidden still where he made his moonshine. She made him walk transects with her, pointing out old-growth pockets worth saving. The crew started giving them knowing looks, but nobody said shit. On her last scheduled night, Claire packed slow. Reid watched from the doorway, arms crossed.

But fear of what? I waited until Damien left before opening the laptop again. I pulled the full Crest staff list from Milo’s cloud mirror. Damien’s company was massive over 400 employees. But I narrowed it down. I wasn’t looking for just any name. I was looking for someone close. Someone with access to private servers. Eventually, I found it. R-7AC03 = Staff ID: Reid Holloway – Director of Special Operations. I sat back, the breath ripped from my lungs. Reid.

"She is going to be staying here for the time being so you both should stay in peace" "Mtcheew, I got my eyes on you Aiden, and you too, Trisha"

He wore a hood. “You sent the message?” she asked. He turned around. It wasn’t a man. It was a boy. Barely eighteen. Thin. Pale. With dark circles under his eyes. “I’m not your enemy,” he said. “My name is Reed.” “Why should I believe that?” He pulled out a flash drive. “Because I know who the Viper is.” Celeste’s breath caught. Reed handed her the flash drive. “Your father worked with me. Before he disappeared. He was hunting the Viper too.”

“Yes sir” “Find her. I want her address. Now” Harry hesitated. “You mean......” “You know damn well who I mean.” There was silence, then the click of keys over the line. “Give me a few minutes.” The call ended. Reid got off the bed and paced his room. He couldn’t think straight. His company, his pride, gone in a blink of an eye, all because he underestimated one person. And that person turned out to be the one person he loved the most.

“I’ll be there in twenty minutes.” Reid arrived in eighteen. He came in without knocking — he had that right, that particular intimacy of being someone’s oldest friend. He stopped when he saw Isla. Then he looked at Zachary. Then back at Isla. Something shifted in his expression — some understanding that they were in this together now. He sat down across from both of them. Pulled out his laptop. “Tell me,” he said. They did. Zachary told him about the message from Dorian. Isla told him she had known for four days. Reid didn’t react to either admission. He just opened his laptop and started typing.

He had his usual calm and stern expression on even when his eyes briefly landed on mine like I had imagined whatever happened last night. “Get a grip, Reina,” I shook my head. "Morning, Dad," Iris said, sliding into a chair. "Iris," Charles said, his voice smooth and deep. Then his gaze shifted to me. I froze in the doorway for a fraction of a second before forcing my feet to move. I took the seat next to Iris, directly across from his field of vision. "Good morning, Reina," he said. His tone was casual, polite, and entirely empty of emotion. "I hope you slept well in the guest quarters."

Reid's mind replayed the battle against Denzel, his thoughts consumed by the sudden turn of events. The memory of Denzel's lifeless body, mere moments from defeat, now stood vividly in his mind."How did he recover so quickly?" Reid wondered, his brow furrowed in puzzlement. His eyes narrowed, scrutinizing every detail.Denzel had been on the brink of defeat, his strength waning, his movements faltering. But then, inexplicably, he stood up, his eyes blazing with renewed determination, and fought back with vigor."What kind of magic was that?" Reid's curiosity gnawed at him, refusing to let go. He replayed every moment, searching for clues.Seeking answers, Reid summoned Keeran, his beta."Keeran,

Edward complied and soon joined in the exclamation, "Oh my God, so the man who has been close to Nathalie all this time is Nicholas Dio Frost, my own assistant?" Hans nodded. "The world is indeed small, Ed. We searched all over the place, but it turns out the culprit was right beside you." Because of this revelation, Edward couldn't sleep all night. He couldn't wait for morning to come so he could unravel all the mysteries he had been investigating. "For God's sake, are you my brother's killer, Nic?" Chloe screamed hysterically. She had risen from her seat, wanting to approach, but her steps were held back by Samuel.

I stood straight before him, and my gaze fell on his shaking frame as he immediately backed away from me towards the edge of the chair. “In three days, you said?” I asked; my voice was a little calmer now. Reid nodded frantically. “As soon as I get her, I'll hand her over to you, I promise.” I could have believed him, unfortunately, but the man was a liar and would do anything to save his own life. One thing was for certain for now, and that was the fact that Victor Rein hadn't gotten her yet. “Stop lying to me, Reid.” His eyes widened a fraction when Christian simply took a step further. “I'm not lying! I would hand her over to you.”