Secret Arrangements Novels & Stories

Okay, so maybe that drawer wasn’t going to hold any secrets she’d be interested in. “Third time is a charm,” Violet whispered and opened the last draw on the left side. “If I was an alcoholic,” she breathed when she saw all that it held was a large wide bottle of something no doubt alcoholic and a couple of glasses. “Damn it,” she said and turned to the right side and opened the first drawer. It was filled with blank paper and note pads. The second jerked with a loud knock as she tried to open it. Locked. Licking her lips, Violet once more glanced back to the door then down at the drawer. The keyhole was obvious. She wasn’t sure how she missed it.

Ruby sat in the tub reeling from the brief conversation. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ **Dez** "Viktor! I found her; I'm leaving now." He was ecstatic and ready to leave. "Do not say where you are going. No one needs to know what you are doing. This must remain a secret until we know more about this situation." This was an odd request but he didn't mind. Dez was a private person anyway. "This may be more dangerous than I originally thought. Be extremely cautious." "I understand, I will text you after I get settled." He turned and was out of the building and in his car in less than thirty seconds.

"Aren't they going to talk something secretive that will get my attention?" [Governon, about the thing you asked before, I brought the secret files.] Wonwoo quickly put his feet down and leaned closer on the screen. "Finally! A secret file. What is it? I am curious about the governor's secret files." [Did you bring it? Did you make sure that no one knows those are for me?] the governor whispered which made Wonwoo got more curious as he secretly watched and listened their conversation. [Of course governor! I'd make sure no one knows that these are for you!] Then the man handed a paper bag to the governor.

Charles says, wrapping his arms around me from behind. My poor heart "Oh no son, I just didn't know that you and Elizabeth were that close" "Let's just say she's that hidden secret I wasn't ready to reveal yet" Now he's insinuating things "Oh I get it now. Congratulations you both!" She says with a beaming smile and walks excitedly, as if she has a dirty secret she cannot wait to share with everyone. "Charles!" "Elizabeth!" "Now you're just creating stories" "I've always wanted to be a writer since I was a kid"

The fact that someone dared to attack the prime minister indicated that the mastermind was audacious. "Sorry to let you see this. It's been a bit chaotic these past few days," said Willy apologetically. He then spoke in a very low voice, "To be honest, our emperor is seriously ill, and it's just a matter of days now." This news had been tightly sealed and was the highest level of secrecy in Morwen. Once leaked, it could easily be exploited. "It seems my timing isn't great." Alexander shook his head. Given his status, it was easy to cause misunderstandings.

​Damian immediately ran the terminal's security protocol against the keyword: VERSAILLES. ​Access Granted. ​The hidden vault in the Executive Office wall whirred to life. A section of the thick concrete wall slid silently inward, revealing a small, temperature-controlled compartment. ​Inside, resting on velvet, was a single, heavily secured, official document: the Patent Application. ​I reached in and retrieved the document. It was stamped with a non-disclosure seal and dated exactly one week before Grandpa Richard’s death. ​Damian and I carefully unrolled the massive technical schematic. It wasn't an energy device, or a financial tool, or even a real estate plan.

asked the Undersecretary. Lost to his thoughts, Brumeh had nearly forgotten that the Undersecretary still stood across from his desk, and had been waiting there in silence for the last few minutes. “No, that is all I have for you, at the moment.” Brumeh gripped the stack of neatly typed pages. Classified records were kept on paper to deter just this sort of unlawful disclosure. It was an antiquated practice, but would have been useful against anyone with less power than he held. “You’re dismissed.” He added.

the secretary hesitated “Meaning?” Cole asked “It traces back to someone with executive clearance.” the secretary said, meeting Cole’s gaze, “What are their names?” he demanded “There are only a few people with that level of access," he said, taking a deep breath “I want to hear them," he demanded further "Miss Ana was one of them," he said, his voice cracking. Cole fell silent; for a moment he went still before asking, “Are you certain?” he asked the secretary “Yes, sir," the secretary replied. “There are no assumptions.”

“There’s an underground section beneath this building. I want to know what’s in it.” His eyes flickered. “There’s nothing—” I lifted my phone. “All right,” he said quickly. “It was sealed years ago. Old council records, meeting rooms, storage.” “Names,” I said. “What kind of records.” He sighed. “Alphas. Treaties. Conflicts that were never made public. Files that contradicted official histories.” My pulse quickened, but I kept my voice steady. “Access points.” “There’s a latch behind the third shelf in the west archive,” he said. “It’s keyed to staff clearance, but I can get you inside.”

"Okay, let's do it." The next couple of hours, he had been active as a bee; he had summoned up Angie, Johnson, and Hawk all within that hour. They then huddled in James living room, which he turned into one sprawling, great open office by shifting about some few tables and a few chairs with the contents of the files in the USB sprawled. That was staggering-secret operations going back for decades, hidden bank accounts with billions, manipulation of the highest levels of governments throughout the world. "This is. this is nuts," Angie muttered flipping documents. "If we release this to the public then all hell will break loose."