Novel & Cerita Step Up 2 Chase

Hazel’s POV The cold metal stung my skin as I crawled further through the vents With my head down and not risking making a single noise that could alert the throat ripping beasts below me . I paused for a quick breath of air slowly remembering how I got here in the first place . FLASHBACK ******* ‘’You only have 10 minutes to exit the building, it’s a quick job find the Alpha end him and get out of there ‘’ My favorite chair guy :Andrew: explained through the intercom

Soon, Dwayne drove up to pick me up and took me to a newly constructed office building owned by Harrison Group, where no companies had moved in yet. On the second floor, I saw Mallory tied to a chair. Upon seeing me enter, his body jolted, and his face showed a look of terror. "What... what do you want to do?" he stammered, his voice quivering.

I was stuck. I heard the sound of the door clicking with twists. I looked at the door, waiting to see if Conner will step in or not, but he didn't. I heard his footsteps distancing from my room. Waiting for some minutes, I got out of bed, wore my shoe and made my way out of the room. Walked slowly, step by step, for the dinning room. I had my eyes on the ground, counting every step I made towards the staircase. "Oh, you're already on your way," I heard the voice of a maid.

It’s almost mid night as I step out of my room. I sneak down the hallway and almost laugh at myself. I’m dressed in black workout clothes and trying to use every ounce of stealth I have to move through the house undetected. I must look like a budget ninja. As I come to the first set of stairs I carefully tread down , making sure to avoid the creaky steps. At the bottom of the first set I smile to myself at the success. On the second set of stairs is where things start to go wrong. I’ve miscalculated one of the steps and has my weight lands on it a loud creak ripples through the hallway. I freeze and duck. Why the hell am I ducking? I will definitely never be a criminal mastermind I think to

"What if he sends someone else instead of coming himself?" "Then we follow that person back to Shaw." "And what if your dozen agents aren't enough?" "Then we'll have backup for the backup." I looked at Lexi, seeing the determination in her eyes, and knew that arguing was useless. She'd made up her mind. "When?" I asked. "Tomorrow night. We'll set it up to look like Lexi is making a routine bank deposit. Shaw knows she handles financial transactions, so it won't seem suspicious." "Where?"

“You’ve got some stain on your dress. Let me take you to the bathroom so we can get it cleaned.” Evie wanted to protest but knew there was no point. He was already leading her up his grand staircase.

If his mom wanted more, he could always buy more later. When the elevator arrived at the ground floor, he stepped in, surrounded by a few other passengers. The elevator stopped at several floors, people trickling out one by one. By the time it reached the VIP inpatient ward, Chase was the only one left. The elevator chimed as it arrived. Stepping out, Chase took a few steps forward, only to freeze when he saw the man standing in front of him. Unlike Alex’s excitement, his reaction was more reserved. “Uncle Justin?” “Alex?”

He stepped inside and aggressively mashed the button for the Surgical floor. Surgical? Could it be Charles he’s got business with? Chase thought, his eyes flicking to the floor number Chris had pressed. Whatever. I’m going with him. I must find out what’s going on between those two lately. Chase didn’t get on the elevator, but he didn’t leave either. The second the doors closed, he dashed up the nearby emergency stairwell, taking the steps two at a time. He slipped onto the Surgical floor just a few seconds after the elevator arrived, instantly ducking into a recessed doorway near the linen closets.

Thousands of black-and-silver flags fluttered in the crisp spring breeze along Causeway Street, and the chants echoed all the way down into the subterranean parking garage. I stood near the home tunnel, checking the color balance on my secondary lens as the zambonis made their final pass across the glowing ice. "You look entirely too comfortable for someone who just dismantled a corporate board, Hopkins," a deep, smooth voice called out. I turned to see Chase stepping off the carpet runner in his full game gear, minus his helmet. His broad chest filled out the heavy home jersey, the silver "C" gleaming proudly under the arena lights. The small strip of tape over his left eye was gone, leavin

Stacey said, giving a kiss to the babies cheeks. "Where's Uncle Trevor anyway? He's here this morning and 'til now, since I saw his car outside. Did you two meet?" "Not yet. Actually, your mom already said that she would get your uncle over here, and I just came here a couple of minutes ago," Yasmin replied. Stacey smiled at her and turned her eyes back to the twins. She was still wearing her uniform, and her bag was just on the side of the floor. When Stella came down, she was stopped in the middle of the stairs. Her eyes and her mouth formed an o.