The Flash Who Is Harrison Wells Novels & Stories

He looked confused when he saw the police officers. "What's going on here?" he asked. "Dr. Wells," Officer Martinez said. "We need to ask you some questions." "Questions about what?" Blake smiled. "About your relationship with my wife." Harrison looked at me, then at Blake. "I don't understand." "Are you having an affair with Mrs. Rhodes?" Officer Johnson asked. "No!" Harrison said quickly. "I'm her doctor. I was checking on her because her mother died." "Then why were you holding her?" Blake asked. "Why were you at her mother's apartment?"

Wallace was about to leave when Chase took a glance at the sketch with a grim expression and said, “No need to look it up. I know this person! “It’s ‘Flash’, Ryker Swift, a fearsome pre-celestial criminal. “Admiralporium’s been looking for him for years, but we haven’t had a clue. He’s too fast. “There are rumors saying that he’s the top in terms of speed among all the pre-celestial fighters in the Nation of Dragons.” Kayson asked, “Who’s he working for?” Chase still looked serious when he answered, “From the information I have, he’s indeed working for someone, but I’m not sure which family or organization in particular.

Harrison was with them, which the Shaws had not expected at all, and it threw them for a loop. The whole Shaw family was ready and waiting to greet their guests, so when they spotted the man trailing behind Noelle and Charles, almost everyone was taken aback. Jade was the most shocked. Her eyes widened as she stared at Harrison, who was limping as if he had hurt his leg. However, even with his limp, Harrison walked with a sure and easy stride. Harrison kept his eyes on Noelle, and Jade suddenly felt a wave of fear as if she had done something wrong. She wanted to run away, but her mind told her she could not. She was angry and wanted to scream, but she did not know how.

The sound of footsteps indicated that the place was completely surrounded. Just then, Gordon came up to Lightning Hank with a group of soldiers behind him. "You wanted to know who I was, didn't you? I'll tell you right now. I’m Gordon Grayson." Lightning Hank stumbled backward in shock, knocking over his chair with a crash. His forehead beaded with sweat. He never expected that this young man would be connected to someone like Gordon Grayson. Gordon was a national general! Lightning Hank would never dare to mess with someone like that.

I grab a bottle of water, twist the cap off, and take a few gulps. It doesn’t help. The pain is growing, sharp, persistent, like something is trying to claw its way out of my mind. I close the fridge door slowly. That’s when I hear it. Footsteps. Steady. Heavy. Familiar. I turn and see him. Cassian. Standing in the glow of the open pantry door, wearing dark sweats and a plain black T-shirt, hair slightly disheveled like he’s been working late or trying and failing to sleep.

But it's like all I said fell on deaf ears. Why the sudden change of mind.” He asked anyway. “It's none of your business. You either want my help or not.” I spat about hanging up when he stopped me. “Let's meet in person and talk about it or scratch that. I'll call you back so we can discuss it more.” He hung up, his tone so lively. Earlier before the Italy trip He had approached me and introduced himself as Harrison Wells and he would need my help as he saw that I am an intelligent woman who wouldn't let an opportunity pass her.

“I’m just doing my job. Next time, please make it easier by opening up to us. The police are your friend after all.” “I’m sorry about that. " I was just scared.” Damian’s brow furrowed. How did you even know she was in danger? The timing of your arrival was... uncanny.” Harrison’s lips thinned. “I can’t disclose my sources, Mr. Lux. What matters is that we got to her on time.” Damian studied him for a moment before nodding reluctantly. “Fair enough.” “So, Mr. Lux,” Harrison leaned in. “What happened at the warehouse?”

I grinned. “So… you’ve watched Silver Sworn,” he replied with a smirk, pulling Britney closer. “Everywhere I go all I see is your face,” I grinned, “and by everywhere, I mean everywhere,” I clarified with a slight eye-roll. He shrugged slightly, “yeah, I mean its part of the-“ “OH MY GOD, IS THAT DWAYNE JOHNSON!” I blurted out, my eyes widening at the sight of the silhouette figure of the giant of a man, dressed sharply at the far end of the room.

“Someone got in… using an unregistered thumbprint?” “Yes, Luv. And I’m never wrong. I’m very thorough,” Rihanna said firmly. “Can you show me whose print it matched?” he asked anxiously. She immediately pulled up the records and showed him the data. Indeed, one thumbprint was blurred and inconsistent. Dustin cursed under his breath. “Hallow Flash is missing… Damn it. Someone used his thumb skin. A spy got inside last night.” He ran a hand through his hair and quickly called Mr. Stuart. “Luv, hurry. We need to leave now. We don’t know whose spy it was, or what they’re planning.”

In that moment, a sense of joy enveloped me, a feeling that surpassed any I had experienced before. "Zaine," Harrison addressed the man, a smile adorning his face as their hands met in a handshake. "Harrison Wells," Zaine echoed with a soft chuckle, while I observed the exchange from the side. "Is she yours?" Zaine inquired, prompting Harrison to cast a brief sideways glance in my direction before returning his gaze to Zaine. “Ah, it seems you’ve met Aurora.”