Seha Special Agent Novels & Stories

The seats molded automatically around her shape when she sat down. The taller man the one who’d spoken first sat across from her, visor retracting with a hiss. His face was older than she expected, weathered but steady. There was something tired behind his eyes, the kind of exhaustion that didn’t come from lack of sleep but from seeing too much. “Name’s Agent Keiran,” he said. “This is Agent Sol.” Clara said nothing. Her gaze was fixed on the scanner in Sol’s hand. The words still pulsed faintly THIRTEEN-A: ACTIVE.

Madison stated with a scorn, rolling her eyes as she led the way to her father's office. Without breaking stride or making eye contact, Madison announced to the elderly secretary seated outside her father's office. “I'm here to see my dad.” said Madison as she walked past her without waiting for her acknowledgement, alongside Sheila. “Go… ahead. He's waiting for you… ” The woman's voice trailed off, as Madison and Sheila walked brushed past her, sauntering into the office with the frosted glass door bearing the title, “Special Agent In Charge - Brian Salts” in bold, black letters.

She chuckled. " What in the name of God is this lady talking about? You know what? I am pissed right now. Security!" " Hey calm down. It has not gotten to that." " No, it has. Since you have decided to remain here, I will be forced to throw you out. Security!" He shouted again. " Before you call the attention of your security, let me introduce myself officially. " " What?" " It appears we are becoming official here. I am agent Helen from the Federal Bureau of Investigations."

Unlike other times, he seems at peace. "But you sent her to Team D!" "Team D is specialized for those employees who could be spies or assassins. We get a lot of cases of spies and undercover agents. She will be back with her entire identity disclosed. Don't worry!" "Wow. Rich people," she mutters.

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.

He left what wasn’t: the weight of the blueprint and its obscene little materials box, the scent of old glue, the sense of having touched something you shouldn’t have and wanting to wash your hands after. Silvia sealed the boxes, signed the chain-of-custody sheet, and handed Sean a duplicate. “I’m on secondment,” she said, almost as an afterthought. “Bundeswehr to Interpol liaison. I can travel.” Terry brightened. “Outstanding.” Sean slid the paper into his folder. “We leave before anyone has time to remember why we shouldn’t.” Silvia keyed the door; the maglock thunked them back into the corridor. Fluorescents turned skin to office tones. Somewhere, a clock made an effort no one had asked i

(Cassian's POV) The next morning, the moment I got to the office, I called Derek in. "The search for Sea any results?" My voice was cold. I had no desire to touch Hailey. But I didn't want her heat to endanger the baby either. "Alpha, we've got a lead." Derek handed me a file. "Sea keeps an extremely low profile never appears in public. But we traced the network IP and the money flow layer by layer. Sea is at a medical research institute right now." I stood up at once, no hesitation. "Send the exact address to my phone."

Elise said quietly. Selena looked at her with doubt and Elise shrugged, “ I for one don’t like Amanda at all. I guess she is also a lousy employer too.” Elise asked and the lady nodded and spoke in a gentle voice. “Actually the real truth is that, I am Melissa ,an actual spy under the commission of Secret Special Force, Amanda took my mate and blackmailed me into working for her when I tried to get him back. She set up some humans to make a sex clip with me in it and threatened to show my mate. Since then I have been her slave.” the lady said breaking into sobs.

Of course, off to duty Shazia I smiled exiting the room, this is what my life is this is what I do, this is what I am. An agent of ISI Shazia khan "Shazia" I stopped in my tracks at the familiar voice

Given Sean's skills and how he deliberately kept his identity a secret, this seemed like the most plausible explanation in her mind. "Secret agent?" Sean raised his eyebrows. "Isn't it obvious?" Lindsay furrowed her brows, giving Sean a wary look. "Don't tell me you really smuggled in from abroad?" "Smuggled in from abroad?" Sean was momentarily puzzled. Then, he burst into laughter. "Okay, fine. I'm actually a secret agent. I'm Agent 003, and I work for the National Security Agency." Since Lindsay wouldn't believe anything he said, Sean decided to make up some random story.