Novel & Cerita Tana French The Searcher

He was hoping for a clean swift take out, not an extraction. “Them?” He questions and the other end of the phone goes mute. “Sir, we have two female kids here. They say they are Frankfurts. Agent C just confirmed the last whereabouts of our order, and the order is now… sir, mission Frank Vera is complete.” His heart speeds up. For years Agent T519 has done these kinds of jobs, and for years he hunted Allan Frankfurt down. He learned everything about the man, or so he thought. Because from the many things he knew, Allan Frankfurt never had kids. Now Allan Frankfurt was dead. 12 years of tracking to this, a cold case.

He organized the findings neatly and encrypted the files, knowing Sarah would want to see them once Daniel settled. But even as he worked, he sensed something darker unfolding. He felt the tension rising around them all—an escalation he didn’t yet know how to stop. ****************** Across town, in a dimly lit café that smelled of cheap coffee and stale cigarettes, Tiana arrived wearing oversized sunglasses and a gray hoodie. Her movements were jittery, like someone wrestling with madness and desperation at the same time. At the back of the café sat a man in a worn leather jacket—a detective known for bending rules until they snapped. His hands were folded on the table, his gaze steady, uni

Four distinct thuds of someone leaping over the front wall made her head rise quickly. "She might know where to look next" a timed voice spoke outside. Asena rose to her feet in front if the closed door and waited, then the knock, so they were not hostile then? Asena opened the door and familiar faces caught her, Jane and Duke... With them two she didn't recognise. "Hi, I'm looking for Skyler Stander?" Tiffany asked but Asena and the two hunters had locked eyes. Tiffany looked at the two behind her, then back at Asena "You know each other?"

"Are you sure about that, leader Matilda? The hunter is tricky. She always changes her appearance, therefore, it's a bit hard to find her. I also heard from her victims that she use something to hide her real scent." Kasper looks at his mom and she just nods. Kasper's mother gave him a look to just follow her command. "My son is not the leader of the alpha pack for nothing. He just needs to observe the hunter and find out who's her informant because I guess that there is a spy here in our village... Don't let your guard down, my son. And if you found an opportunity, kill the hunter!" "Yes, mother," Kasper said and bow to her. "I will accompany the alpha leader." Every one of them look at Fli

And shes there that night! “But strangely... though you are unconscious, you didn't have any internal wounds,” she added after seeing the suspicious in my eyes. She prove as he added the jade, “That contain our recent activity. The whole association hunts the rumored Lycan who cause chaos in the secluded island beneath the Thousand-Volcanoes-” I raise my brows upon the heard of it. “So what did you discover, then?” I ask just as I cut her off. She seems don't mind the cut off and continued with a strange expression, “This is confidential-”

I snapped my head towards him as he started inching in my direction. "My love, it's not what it looks like, let me explain." "It had better be a very good explanation", I said. My flames licked up my body ready at any minute to defend me. He tried to reach out to me, but the flames roared harder, and he stepped back. "I'm waiting." The woman stepped forward with her hands raised to let me know she wasn't a threat and pulled down the top corner of her shirt, revealing her orange bond mark. "My name is Ophelia and I work with Rainn. We have a crew of hunters that collaborate. My mate is here as well. We just got back from the beach. I had to get into the ocean for a while. Curse of being a wat

As I storm out of Freddie’s office, golden locks of white hair flip in my face, Tanya Pennington startles me. I haven’t seen or heard from her since the night of Jeremiah’s house party. That’s not to say I haven’t been keeping my tabs on her, I have. I have been stalking her social media platforms in search of anything she might have used against me. But I have also been digging to find out if Hunter’s claims on Halloween night have any merit. Which so far it appears that they don’t

He doesn’t ever leave his little fortress of perceived safety and just seems to be taking quiet walks by himself through the gardens. Once the sun dips behind the mountains, allowing the darkness of night to consume the world, I head back to the Underworld. I make my way back to one of my safehouses, drop my assassin outfit in a locked chest under the floorboard, then discretely leave as Tiffany Baxter, the cute, shy, quiet lady with the green eyes, short stature, and platinum blonde hair dressed in casual clothing with tennis shoes. I go to the house I mainly reside at as Tiffany, which is quite a shithole, but it keeps the rain that leaks through the ceiling of the underground out. I spend

, Auntie notices the other white paper between my fingers. “ Tatiana Lorena. If Jean takes a long time to arrive, she's closer, being a cop will do her some good.” “ Isn't she FBI? Francisca, she can unmask you.” “She won't. From her, I have some very interesting secrets and I made sure to make that very clear in our last meeting.”