Secret Cargo Star Wars Rebels Novels & Stories

"Julian is resting. Silas, what’s happening in Lagos? Why are you looking at the horizon like the world is ending?" Silas didn't answer. He turned the tablet toward me. [BREAKING NEWS: THE DE LUCA LEGACY FRAUD – LEAKED FILES SUGGEST PROTAGONIST 'LEO' IS NOT THE BIOLOGICAL HEIR] My heart plummeted into my stomach. "Isabella... she did it. She leaked the files."

“Correct me if I’m wrong, but everybody knows of just one child and that’s Mateo.” Impressed that he was able to keep this from everyone, Martinez smiled. “Aaron was my secret weapon. I kept him hidden for a reason.” He pursed his lips. “More like he was in the open, but nobody seemed to notice him. That was why it was easy for him to leave our world.” I made a mental note to look into the issue later. “Congratulations for thinking you played smart but that isn’t any business of mine. Are you going to help me find my woman, or should I help Mateo help you out?”

She was a little too close for comfort and I could feel the hostility. "Alright.” Mya was quick to snatch a rectangular paper out of her sister’s hand, holding it up me. I stared at it, and suddenly I knew what that was about. The truth was going to be revealed. Right here, right now. "Do you know who this is?" I looked past the image at Mya’s hurt face. “It was found in the attic.” What was I to say? I put my hand up to her arm, slowly pushing her hand down, away from me. I didn’t want to see this picture. I was sure everyone could see my remorse, my sincerity. "Do you want to know who else this is?" I stared. "Come on Kahlan, You know the answer!" I shook my head, wishing I could be anywhe

Vince asks as Lester gives him a cheeky grin. “Something my assistant is going to help me with” Lester smiles. “This is top secret; you can’t even tell Tiffany what we are about to do” he adds, opening the envelope and pulling out the piece of paper inside to reveal its contents. Vince’s eyes grow wide when he reads what was on the paper. “What do you need me to do?” he asks, smiling he gets to help Lester with revealing the sex of the baby.

“If the Sterlings try to use the press again, I need you to monitor the social media feeds. I need to know the second they mention the Jameson name.” “The Jameson name?” Selene asked. She sat at the smaller desk near the window. “Who are they?” “I don’t know yet,” Lucas whispered. “But they are the key.” He began to type. His fingers moved across the keys like a pianist. He bypassed the final layer of his father’s old security. The document that had been downloading at the loft finally opened. It was a file marked as Top Secret. It was dated thirty years ago. As Lucas read the words, his face went pale. He felt a chill that had nothing to do with the air conditioning.

I could not help but feel a spark of admiration, even as I steeled myself to the danger that she posed. As the midnight hour approached, I had a chance meeting with one of my top messenger staff. "Sir, the secret gathering has begun in the warehouse storeroom. They're talking revolution and secret agreements. Some were talking about a fellow named 'the Seeker' and going back to old sacrifices." I raised an eyebrow. "The Seeker? Old sacrifices?" I swore under my breath. "This conspiracy is thickening minute by minute."

Maheswara prepared everything necessary to ensure their attack was successful. One night, Rebecca snuck out of her room when everyone was asleep. She went to Gama's study and started looking for important information. After a while, she found a file containing Gama's financial details and business plans. "This will be very useful," Rebecca thought as she copied the information into her device. When she returned to her room, Sierra woke up and saw a faint light from the study. She decided to check and found Rebecca inside. "Rebecca, what are you doing here?" asked Sierra suspiciously.

“That doesn’t sound reassuring.” “It isn’t,” he admitted. “But I promised no more secrets.” He led me inside, past glass walls and sunlight, into the study that had become our temporary command center. A single tablet lay on the desk. Alexander tapped the screen. Files opened. Documents. Names. And then I saw it. Project Rebirth. My blood ran cold. “I thought we destroyed this,” I whispered. “So did I,” he said grimly. “Richard wasn’t the architect. He was the delivery system.”

Bernadette shook her head with pursed lips. “This was one of his biggest accounts and as you can see from the files, all confidential. He kept this one close to his heart so I don’t know much apart from who to contact to set up meetings. All that information you’ll find in your emails.” Aria bit her lip knowing that she had her work cut out for her, but nodded and thanked Bernadette before she left. “Okay, let’s see what we have here.” She picked through files till she came to one that was labelled “Memorandum Of Incorporation”.

He went straight up to the living room and found Xavier there, seated with a glass of whiskey and a cigar. Marve brought out the GB-3 and placed it on the table in front of Xavier, it was a white powdery substance packed in a small square shaped transparent satchet with the inscription (GB-3) on it in red. “I was able to get this back,” Marve said. “Is this all?” Xavier asked as he took the GB-3 from the table and looked at it. “Yes sir,” Marve said. “You sure? Where is the chap you got it from?” Xavier asked.