The Rookie The Reckoning Novels & Stories

Lucian Reed, who had faced violence with his body and court with his jaw clenched, looked completely undone by a preliminary laboratory result and a stuffed lion sitting on a kitchen table. “Say it differently,” he said. My heart stumbled. “What?” His voice was rough. “Say it differently.” I looked at him…at the man on his knees in front of me. At the kitchen where pancakes had burned and children had cried and lawyers had built walls out of paper. At Storm Captain, absurd witness to a miracle that had not arrived cleanly but had arrived. My hand moved from his hair to his cheek. “The baby may be yours,” I whispered. His eyes closed just then.

I have a fortune worth more than ten billion dollars, and I showed up to my high school reunion in an old hoodie. Someone asked how I'd been doing. I gave them a pained smile. "Bad investments. I owe seven million." The words were barely out when the prom queen on my right quietly slid her chair away from me. The class president on my left clapped me on the shoulder, then turned around and went off to toast somebody else. I took in every expression in that room and played my part to the end. After it broke up, a transfer notice popped up on my phone. $100,000 received. Underneath it was a note. [This is all I have right now. Use it for the emergency. There's no rush to pay me back.]

He had called for a permit from NYDP and gotten authority directly from government to control the soldiers and cops for his safety, he also has the connections, so getting a go-ahead order was an easy thing for him. On their way to the base, he had gotten all the information he needed and surprised the young man that had been controlling the army because of his father's influence on them. "How can a full force rebel against the country they are supposed to protect because of someone eager to take revenge?" Fred had wondered as they parked in front of the gate and stepped down. "Aish seriously! People are easily controlled by money!! Just a thousand dollars and a son pulls the trigger on his

⚔️ VENGEANCE ⚔️ (Death is the price!! ☠️ KAI of the Keepers) Chapter Twenty one (21) Nelly exhale continuously looking at Kay and prem before speaking "oh we got the info late, so we thought even you wouldn't stay there for that long without seeing anyone" " Are you sure?" Richie question doubtfully "Sure" Kay and prem answered in uniform "Okay, I will take my leave now" Richie announced as he take a long look at the guys face

Jake answered flatly Ray blinked hard, “What else do you want?” Jake nodded, “a public declaration of my innocence” Ray paused, “Of course you are innocent” Jake scoffed, “You know what I'm talking about” Ray's fingers brushed through his hair, roughening it to one side. “I can't do that, that case has been closed already” Ray answered, closing the screen of his laptop. “I was framed and you never thought to defend me; instead, you threw me under the bus” Jake paused, blinking off the tears that formed around the corner of his eyes.

The ninth time I tried to divorce my husband, Don Louis Romano, my best friend Jenny Parker, who had always talked me out of it, handed me the papers herself. Every time before, she'd done everything in her power to stop me. She'd even taken over the Family's day-to-day affairs just to create chances for us to see each other and reconcile. I took the papers and couldn't help but ask. Years of pent-up exhaustion showed in Jenny's eyes, and to my shock, her voice was edged with resentment. "You got Vivian shot this time. She nearly didn't make it. How long are you going to keep this up?!" Vivian Hale was the woman Louis had been seeing. I stared at her in disbelief. "Vivian's had a hard life.

he spits out. The lawyer freezes. So does Ronan. The judge clears his throat. “And what is this? You think this is just a—” “I am very sorry, Your Honor,” Mr. Davis interrupts the judge quickly with an apology. “He is our key witness. He was just delayed. I apologize.” The judge stays quiet as Evren marches down the aisle like he owns the place. “Your Honor, I am very sorry for the interruption,” Evren says. “But I have proof that Mrs. Valesca—my wife—is being framed.”

Damian replied plainly, shaking his head as he looked at Noel. “Huh?” Noel looked at Damian confusedly. He didn’t see anything wrong in what he had said. It was simply the truth. This Young master of his was simply just boring. But of course, he couldn’t say that out loud. “What of the young man? What did you find about him? They seemed to be related in some way.” Damian asked, this time looking out the window once more. Noel shook his head, his face showing utter disappointment in himself. “The booth at the back was just too dark for the camera to pick up any facials plus the young man was putting on a hoodie. The system couldn’t retrieve anything from that.”

I had let my anger get the best of me, and now I had made things worse. But as I looked at the prosecutor, I knew that I had to keep fighting. I had to prove my innocence, no matter what it took. *** As the courtroom began to settle down after my outburst, the prosecutor called out the next witness. "Riezel, please come forward," he said. The room seemed to grow quieter, as if everyone was holding their breath in anticipation. I watched as Riezel stood up, her movements eerily slow and deliberate. As she walked towards the witness chair, the air in the room seemed to grow thick and heavy. The shadows on the walls appeared to deepen and twist, like living things. I felt a shiver run down my s

The moment he realized she had dropped her part of the rope. ~~~~~~~~~ Ruben’s eyes fluttered with warm lights as he woke up, realizing he was not at home or in his office but at Reile’s flat. The lingering hangover from last night clouded his mind. “Coffee?” Reile smiled at him, greeting him with a warmth in the morning.