Rose And Peter Night Agent Novels & Stories

TYSON I hold Rose in my arms all night long. I don’t sleep, at all. I am too worried about her. Her breath is even, and her heart stays steady. But she doesn’t move, she doesn’t twitch, she is literally unconscious. Not asleep. Finally, a couple of hours after the sun rises, I link over to Adam and Amanda, not sure if they’ll have any answers for me, but I’m hopeful. *Adam, Amanda* *ALPHA! Congrats man!* Adam replies immediately.

“So, what happened? “Peter finally demanded. “Rose is missing. She didn’t turn up home and she’s not picking up my calls either. I have to find her ASAP. So, I need you to track her location “I ordered, knowing exactly what Peter was capable of. Back in the past, we were partners who worked side by side. Peter was the tracker and I was the assassin. We complimented each other well until he betrayed me and destroyed all the trust that we’d worked so hard to maintain. Each one of us used fake names so that we wouldn’t be discovered. Our job was very risky and we had to protect ourselves. It happened that Peter isn’t even his real name. “No…I can’t help you! It’s not my problem.” he said lazily

"How is your grandfather?" "He is okay. Doing way better." "That is good to know. Are you hungry? Do you want to grab a bite?" "Yes. I am starving." Both of them went to have tacos. The next day A file was delivered to her office. Her phone lit up and it was a text from the investigator. “Here is the proof I could gather.” Rosalyn has hired a private investigator to keep a check on Peter. He is a very cunning man. He covers his track pretty well. But the investigator she hired is a former FBI.

Rose's expression turned to ice. Her nails were digging into her leather bag, leaving noticeable marks. "What do you want?" she asked. I reached out to grab her hand and stop what she was doing. Smiling, I replied, "I'm here to help you. But I also need your help." … After that exchange with Rose, I swiftly got everything ready to put my plan into action. James, the private investigator, was rather efficient. I'd transferred him large sums of money and even provided him with much-needed equipment. Fortunately, none of it had gone to waste, and I got my hands on several precious videos.

Lumingon siya sa akin at tinignan ako nang seryoso. "I've been looking for you and now I saw you with other guy. Care to explain to me?" seryosong saad niya. Sasagot na sana ako nang biglang may sumigaw sa unahan namin. "Hon!" sigaw ni Rose at tumakbo papunta kay Peter. Niyakap niya ito at hinalikan ang pisngi kaya napangiwi ako. Grabe sila maka PDA. "I'm here to get you," nakangiting sabi ni Peter kay Rose.

he said quietly. Cole froze. “Cassandra?” he repeated, not fully believing it. Peter nodded. “Yes… the woman… the one who wanted David Jones and… and his wife… she… she sent me.” Sergeant Mike stepped closer. “She… sent you?” he asked, his voice hard but controlled. Peter nodded again, his eyes wide and fearful. “She paid me… paid in full… told me exactly what to do… I didn’t know why at first… I just did what she said… I wanted the money… I didn’t know… she… she planned everything.”

Rose interrupts him, “I know brother that Alexander Jones is a police officer. Don’t worry, brother, we are not together anymore. We had the breakup, you can rest assured about my safety.” “Brother, it’s my time to visit the church, I will go first.” Post completing her words, Rose didn’t look in his eyes and walked towards her car. Sometimes later when Rose was coming out of the church when few suited people abruptly came in front of her and blocked her way to make her stop. “Miss Rose Walton?” A man asked. “I am Henry, an officer of special police service, assistant of Alexander Jones. We are investigating the case of Red Rose and have permission to cross-questioning you. I request you to

"It sounds like you want to work with us, but that there is a catch to your offer" Agent Carter takes a deep breath before looking at us both. "Firstly, we want more information on your kind. Locations, numbers, strengths, power. We already have plenty of information on Conrad Strongerheart, but not a lot on your mate. She seems to have appeared overnight somehow. We need the full connection". I sigh. "You said firstly. What else?". "We want Nightstalker". I burst out laughing. "You are never going to get him. He hates government agencies and prefers freelance work. And if you mean you want to detain him, good luck finding a fixed location".

Peter folds his arms in front of his chest. “You know this might be a trap, right?” He says, breaking the silence. “I know.” I say immediately, nodding my head. “And you are still going.” He says, and I nod my head once again. “Yes.” “On Christmas Eve.” He asks, arching a brow and I sigh. “Yes, Peter.” “To a pack that is aligned with the man sending rogues after everyone?” “Yes.” I say simply, shrugging at him he lets out a slow breath.

- Here it is, found it. - Oh, it is quite large… - Well, I am quite known. If you feel like you can’t handle this I would understand. - No, no, it is not that. It is just that I haven’t worked before with someone as well-known as you, so… - But you are an agent, aren’t you? That question satisfied Peter so much that he allowed himself to smirk a little. I kind of liked that. It was like I tickled his huge ego.