The Blacklist Who Is Liz Father Novels & Stories

Greg said, trying to defend himself. “What do you mean?” Mr. Shelton asked in a high-pitched voice. Greg raised his hands and pointed at his father to show that he didn’t mean it that way. “That’s not what I meant. I have an idea to get the attention of the person who is close to the Lloyds so we can get off the family blacklist,” Greg said. Mr. Shelton crossing his arms in front of his chest and glanced at Greg, who was so confident, and was sure that his idea this time would definitely work. The father of the two youths also looked at Greg with a sharp gaze and a raised face.

Lisa in a black outfit yelled "Lia, I think we should go to the room," I said "I disagree, let's find the real Lisa" Lia smiled "This is not a joke dear, one of them can be very dangerous" I whispered "Lisa on black looks innocent and she played with me all day. The other Lisa looks evil and means" She whispered back "I don't see any difference" "Dad, don't you trust me？ You don't believe your darling daughter anymore" She cried "I do" "Then do what I say. I want the Lisa on black"

“Mr. Black seems to be investigating the matter that happened two years ago.” Zeno frowned, horror flashing across his face. Did they find out? “The case of Lisa Lennox,” the man added. Zeno grabbed his glass of wine and smashed it against the wall. The glass exploded, its pieces sprawling across the floor. “This is why I wanted to act fast! This is why!” he roared. “The boy, Mason—for some fucking reason, he’s suddenly close to Mr. Black of all people. How is that pathetic man’s son suddenly backed by someone so powerful? What an odd twist.”

My dad called, and it went straight to voicemail. "Oh my God! He’s gone after my dad!" Liz cried out. My dad and Michael now looked at each other. "I’ll call a protective order, you call teams to the location," Michael said. Jaxon nodded. Michael was instantly on the phone and barking orders into his team. My parents were out the door and headed to Liz’s father’s house. "No," Liz said, surprising us all. "If it’s my dad, I want to come with you. I have to see him."

Daniel Steyn pulled the aged toy from the front pocket and placed it on her pillow. “Thanks, Dad,” Lizzy said colorlessly, gazing instead at the tree outside the window, her mind a million miles away. Lagos, Johnny assumed. Lizzy turned towards the wall, curling into a ball. He rubbed the back of his neck. Ah, shit, those CIA dicks.

When Lisa came back to the hospital it was almost dark outside. She entered the ward and saw Linda Holmes peeling the oranges. There was no sign of Mark Holmes and Carl Black. She asked her mother, "Where is Dad?" "Doctor asked to do some tests, so Mr. Black took him for the test." Linda Holmes kept peeling the oranges without sparing a glance at her. Lisa was surprised. She wondered what test her father required. Didn’t Dr. Valentine say that her father was fit for PCI? She was a little worried, but she didn't show it to her mother. She only nodded and sat on the sofa beside her.

His Father asked harshly and a piercing gaze on him. "I don't understand..." Gray answered,taking a step closer. "Father." His Father grunted before downing his drink recklessly. "Who is that woman you brought in?" Gray cleared his throat briefly. "Like I said before. Lizzy is my fiance and I would be happy if you are more welcoming to her and not your deluded self." He scoffed while his Father dropped his glass carefully on the desk. He could tell his Father was brewing with anger but seemingly containing it.