The Night Agent Novels & Stories

He knocked on the door several times until it opened. "What's wrong?" asked Jakson, looking annoyed. The guard immediately reported the situation. Jakson, Jonathan, and Aland rushed to the control room on the top floor. They felt anxious and surprised by the sudden attack. From the window, they could see black helicopters circling above their base, as well as the shadows of armed men in the distance. "There's no way this isn't Zayden's doing," Jonathan muttered with a strained face. Jakson nodded, staring out the window with eyes burning with anger.

The man glared at me as he wiped his face and was about to rip off my dress when that very second the door of the room swung open. And I was mortified, the man who opened the door was none other than Alex, Caspar's assistant and the DarZ Mafia group's enforcer! He goes by the codename Omega and is the most secretive member and even more psychopath than Caspar and Erick. But nobody can guess his identity, because he always works in the shadows, without getting noticed. "Who dare to–" BANG BANG BANG Alex shot them dead without even letting them speak. And with the blood splattered on his face, he grinned and greeted in a sarcastic tone.

“Have I caused trouble?” Emile asked in a soft voice as she rubbed the tip of her nose. “How could that be?” Chris chuckled as he gestured Night Rider to bring the info over while both Emile and Abbey spoke in unison that they wanted to read as well. Helpless to reject, Chris gestured Night Rider to read out loud. Night Rider informed everyone that the job was taken by a mob who called themselves ‘Agents to Hades’. Their trademark was the ingenuity with which they carried out their hitlist. The only MO they had, was the untraceability to its members.

Nathan looked at him coldly and added, “You don’t need to bother about anything else.” “I knew you'd say that.” Tyler shook his head in exasperation and said in a low voice, “That man is called Gabriel Night. Aunt Wanda left him at the Golden Triangle when he was young. "He was trained to be a ruthless mercenary, and his expertise is assassination. He’s six foot two and has a square face. He has short hair and usually dresses in a hood.” Nathan took note of everything Tyler said. After Tyler was done, Nathan looked up at him.

At the Underground Agents Company, Agent Zero was typing on her laptop when her door opened. “This is our latest mission, as the boss said,” Agent One approached. “May I see?” Agent Zero asked seriously to her fellow agents. “Mr. Don Emilio Gayag is a drug dealer and syndicate. He has a daughter named Aiya Gayag,” Agent One mentioned. Lixue looked up and read the folder her colleague was holding. “Gayag? Is the boss still in the office?” Agent Zero asked. “He’s not in his office because he’s going upstairs,” Agent One replied.

She informed him while he stood there and just stared. “Rogue vampires, huh?” he said as one of the policemen walked toward him. With his hands, he gestured at the policeman to leave. “Look, Miss Anderson—” “My name is Avery.” “Look, Avery.” The police chief began with a frown on his face. “My men and I have been patrolling the city, keeping it safe and —” “No, you are not. You are not keeping it safe and you are not doing your best at it. I was kidnapped and taken to a rogue leader with no idea of where I am or what —”

Casey’s POV The alarm on my wristwatch went off, It is a signal from Tyler. It meant that Austin is back home, so I need to put away everything I was doing before he gets in there. Tyler is one of his security guards, he has been with him for a couple of years, and he knows all there is to know about him. He once tried to expose Austin and put an end to his tyranny. But things didn’t go well as they thought they would. Austin Foster escaped from the city, and he came back after a while to continue his legacy from where he stopped.

I said, composing myself, and The dark guy spoke. "Dr Jane Richards?" He said, reaching into his jacket to pull out something. He handed me an Id card. "I am Agent Derin Blacksmith from the National Bureau of Intelligence. With me is Agent David Clearbridge, May we have a moment with you, doctor?" he said, and I paused long and hard reading the identity card he had handed over to me. "Am I in any form of trouble agents?" I finally asked them and Derin smiled. "It is a matter of National security, please let us in," he said with a straight face, and I realised the please was a formality, and I had no choice in the matter because they had let themselves in without waiting for me to respond to

It was chilly Monday morning and headquarters was filled with a lot of officers, hailing from different Intelligence and Crime Divisions, a sign that this would be a hectic day for all the officers and agents. Lance, the best Agent at NBCI, a short form of the famous National Bureau of Crime Investigation strode across the lobby, receiving greetings from colleagues and admirers as he headed to his office, feeling a sense of pride.

a young girl in her late twenties dressed in a black hoodie and a black leggings, walks into the office and causally sits on one of the chairs. "I've got information" she said, inspecting her nails. Anthony sat up, his curiousity peeking up "What's the information, Night?" He asked trying to sound calm. Night leaned forward on the desk and smirked "Payments first" Anthony sighed and frustratedly opened a drawer, brought out a wand of cash and tossed it at her. "Now speak." "Who said I'm speaking?" Night stood up, dropped a brown envelope on the desk and strutted away humming to herself.