Sean Sagar Wiki Novels & Stories

he said in Spanish, then switched to English for clarity: “Irish national. Educated in England. Multiple aliases. Owner of several properties in Costa Rica and Panama.” Sean leaned back: “I prefer entrepreneur.” The officer did not smile. At his side sat the man in a dark suit who had not spoken yet. The American unfolded himself from the chair and finally spoke: “Special Agent Daniel Reeves. Federal Bureau of Investigation.” Sean ignored the American, and inclined his head towards the woman: “And you must be Interpol. The woman nodded. “Claire Dumont.” Sean leaned back in his chair, his mind rapidly doing the math. So.

Sagar looked confused then laughed knowing her question. Ritika saw his dimples when he laughed. She concludes in mind...dashing. She looked away immediately and masked her expressions again. "I think you should call him, you know what...your husband has fired 3 employees in a single day sitting in the other country. Please save my poor staff from your angry man..." Sagar replied him shaking his head. He thinks about his sour mood when they talked in the morning. He didn't ask what he knows, nowadays who is roaming in his friend's heart and mind.

For now. ???: “ Don’t tease the boy too much, Cross. Clearly that loud obnoxious roar of a laugh of yours must’ve scared him to the bone. But I suppose at the same time that's also one of the many things that I love about you. Hi there Naraja, ignore that brute of a man for now, I’m Saint Teresa of Avila and it's an honor to meet you.” ???: “So, so am I next, pl~ease I would like to go next. Hi, I'm Sunshine mister Naraja. I hope we get along all nice and dandy~.”

Rainey asked anxiously. "I'm perfectly fine. Don't worry." Sean was touched by her concern; warmth filled his heart, dispelling the chill within. "Where's Mr. Craig then?" Rainey persisted. "He's incapacitated," Sean replied. Rainey gasped, her eyes trembling intensely. Instead of feeling relieved that Sean had taken care of Wystan, her heart was consumed by a surge of anxiety and unease. Wystan was an elder of the Nonagon Council. Incapacitating him would mean declaring war on the Nonagon Council!