The Night Agent Novels & Stories

The piercing wail of sirens echoed through the night as the FBI swarmed Ivy’s home. Flashing red and blue lights bathed the modest suburban neighborhood, creating an eerie juxtaposition of normalcy and violence. Agents moved with precision, cordoning off the scene while forensic officers meticulously documented every detail. Special Agent Akeem stood at the heart of the chaos, his towering frame radiating authority. His dark trench coat billowed slightly in the cool night breeze as he surveyed the scene with a practiced eye. The sight before him, however, gave even his seasoned instincts pause.

she blotted out. With that, I stood up to where she was seated, and I lifted her jaw, which resulted in her looking me in the eyes, So I said, "Whether you like it or not, the night we had will be repeated countless times, and there is nothing, I mean nothing you can do about it, and never let it out of your head that I, Dante Blaze is the man you had a one night stand with and trust me, I will make you mine," Saying this, I saw the fear in her face, and then I freed her jaw from my hand.

“If I fall, a lot of people fall, so I'm not going to put myself at risk because you decide to be idiots who, instead of locking up the bad guys, what you seek is to see with those who negotiate for God knows what.” "Emma, this isn't a negotiation and you can't refuse," he said firmly. “You're going to become an agent whether you like it or not, you're going to come every week to prepare, you're going to do what's necessary and neither you nor your friends are going to end up in jail... Be honest, if you could have the opportunity to put all the men who make you and many girls life a hell, wouldn't you?” Without hesitation, but not at the cost of innocent lives.

she asked with confusion. “Who are these guys?” he asked as he kept aiming at them. “They’re friends of mine. They’re helping me move,” she answered without thinking. He lowered the Glock. “In the middle of the night?” he asked an octave above his normal voice. “Yeah,” she replied and looked at Anthony and Morris. They had lowered their hands. Beads of sweat had formed on both their foreheads. “It’s okay, guys. He’s my neighbor.” “Who’s an FBI agent with a happy trigger finger?” Morris asked with nervousness.

Adam replied with an obvious smile. I paused. I then looked into Adam's eyes. "After you leave this room, please erase all your memories of this night or morning. Pretend we haven't met today, and don't make any suspicious moves. We agreed to this." I held out my hand in front of Adam. Adam took it, shaking my hand as proof that we were going to forget what had happened that night. "Mahira!" called a voice from outside. "Mahira!" the man shouted again when he didn't hear my reply from inside.

My heart ached as I watched him being taken away, knowing that he was jealous that night and that there had been a mistake. I quickly gathered my thoughts and tried to devise a plan to help Drenver. I find my bag, my phone, and my belongings hurriedly. I leave the house just to see someone I did not expect to be here in the middle of the night. It was Mr. Lee; he was leaning on his car. I approached Mr. Lee cautiously, wondering what he was doing here and if he had anything to do with Drenver's sudden arrest. His expression was unreadable as he looked at me as if assessing my response.

It was a good thing the presentation was over, she hastily greeted everyone and made her hurried exit. She took a deep breath of relief as she got to her office, she tensed as the harsh reality dawned on her: she would be sharing this office with Colts same way she shared it with her ex boss. Well, this is exactly what she got from listening to her sister’s advice. She was sure going to strangle her when she gets home, but for now, she had to deal with her problem, endless thoughts flooded through her brain, she was definitely on a hot sit. She could hear fate laughing at her as hear crawled up her neck, her fervent prayer was for her new boss not to recognize her from that night. Who would

"This is quite embarrassing but I actually work at a coffee shop. Bee's Coffee have you heard of it? we make the best coffee in town." "Is that so?" "Look" I sighed. "I know what you are going to say alright, I came here extremely late and disorganized, I work at a coffee shop and I might be a potential whore because of what happened that night but I really do want this job I promise to do whatever is required of me plus I'm a hard worker". He didn't say anything after that he just looked at me and nodded. "Alright then" he said leaning forward " you can leave"

I was sitting on my bed when my phone rang, I jumped in a panic when I realised it was the FBI agent who was calling. Somehow, I had hoped he would just go away. "Hello?" "Kinley, you answered, that's good. It's Agent King." "What do you want?" "I need you to get me information. Gianni is having a meeting tonight, and our mole doesn't know if he will be privy to sitting in, so you will have to. I need you to record everything."

“ You have until tomorrow, at noon, to provide the thumbprint or else, you'll never see your mom again because we are gonna kill her “ The message read. She read the message aloud for everyone to hear and I gave my palms a soft and reassuring seize because I noticed she was panicking again. “ Don’t worry Tessa, you would get your mom tomorrow and nothing is gonna stop that “ Agent Maynard said assuring Tessa. After that, Agent Maynard stood and opted to leave after telling us goodnight. Brandon and Eliana also opted to leave too. Brandon said he didn't wanna inconvenience us no matter how we tried to convince him to spend the night at our place. They drove out with Agent Maynard driving behi