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She sighs turning around back to the screen walking away a little but stops turning to look at me. "I can only answer two of those questions but first, I'm going to have to explain something to you." She sighs slowly walking back over to me, I just stand still staring at her getting rather worried. "I haven't been truthful to you about my line of work, I'm not a lawyer that helps rich people get away with things they shouldn't, I'm a spy." She bluntly says looking at me, I stare at her confused not believing her.

But alas, like his name he still has a playing card on his sleeve, this could measure if he wins or lose the game with his brother who didn’t even know he’s a part of ever since they were kids. “You’ve planned this all through, I didn’t even know you were wrapping us in your fingers,” he started and spotted his brother’s laptop placed on the nightstand. Just as what she expected, he has the folder named after the lady spy and her information that’s a lot difficult to know unless you’re in close proximity to her and watched her grew up from child to a young adult. “You’re a psycho,” He can’t help but to comment, “but brother, stop this.” After he said that, Ace went close to him and closed th

Alexa warned and I scoffed. "Why are you so afraid of him? He's human, isn't he?" I asked. "Seriously girl, you don't know him, two years earlier. There was a spy in the institur. It didn't even take two weeks before Alex found the spy.." Alexa said. "So what happened to the spy?" I asked Curiously. "He was killed by Alex. He was shot on the head.." Alexa explains and Fear gripped me instantly. " "He was killed by Alex. He was shot on the head.." Alexa explains and Fear gripped me instantly.

God help me. I was supposed to be gathering intel. The study was two floors up, his private safe combination hidden in a book I had spotted days ago. Carlos was probably losing his mind wondering where I was or thinking I was dead. The agency needed evidence that would bring this entire empire crashing down. Instead, I stood frozen at the poolside window like a lovestruck teenager, watching the man I was supposed to destroy dry himself with a towel. He caught me staring. A slow smile spread across his face, that devastating smile that made my knees feel weak. "Enjoying the view?"

“I just recieved intelligence from the CIA that Mustafa, the head of the terrorist network we have been tracking for some months now is meeting with an arms dealer tomorrow morning at the outskirts of Baga town. I am sending you two because of your records as the best snipers in this unit. You are to set up communication with me once you get to the rendezvous point. One of the locals will show you the way through the mountains, which is the only way to get through the enemy territory undetected. A lot is at stake with this mission, and I am counting on you both to execute it perfectly. You may now take your leave.” “Sir.” They both saluted before leaving the Colonel’s tent. ! !

He saw the way Sullivan's smile was wiped off within seconds, he looked up at Spade and smirked "You sly cocky bastard" he whispered and Spade just smirked "I never walk alone Sullivan" he muttered to the man "tell your men to lower their weapons else I'll tell mine to shoot, and he's a perfect shot, he never misses. Spade wasn't bluffing, Stefano was an actual perfect shot, actually one of the best in the underworld Sullivan grinned, his face frowning a bit before he flagged his men down as they all lowered their weapons down

⸻ Sophia “Grandpa, why won’t you believe me?” I cried, clinging to the bars of my holding cell. “Please, Grandpa. I don’t have any connection to the Bratva. Svetlana is Franco’s girlfriend! He’s the one working with them. I swear. I don’t belong here!” Tears streamed down my cheeks. I tried to sound as pitiful as possible, but the cold fury in Grandpa’s eyes wouldn’t soften. “Sophia,” he said, his voice like ice, “until you start telling the truth, I can’t help you. We found your pen drives. Luca and our men have everything, your laptop, Riccardo’s files, the videos. Even your journals.”

It was like I'd been cursed too—I was ready to protect the sisters at all costs. I lunged forward with the bottle. "Stop!" A commanding voice rang out! Colin froze, his eyes shifting from confusion to fear. Then, he stammered, "Y-you're not dead?" I turned around, just as shocked. Rachel, completely unharmed, was standing in the doorway! Behind her were Tracy and several police officers. "Colin Booth, we suspect you're involved in a case of bribery, embezzlement, and conspiracy to commit murder. Please come with us."

“It’s the only currency that matters. Don’t spend yours foolishly.” Ash nodded, though Linda suspected his stomach had churned. That foolish boy couldn’t shake the feeling that he’d just made a deal with the devil—and the devil had gotten the better end of it. Then the small man Linda had met at the entrance, the so-called Gatekeeper, cleared his throat, his voice tight with self-righteousness. “There is a spy among us,” he said evenly. The room erupted into whispers, all eyes darting around like pinballs in a broken machine. Linda’s pulse quickened, but she kept her face dull an covered with black scarf.

So, maybe what I was feeling now was more fear than anger. Orazio opened the file and turned it toward me. “Abigail Morello is a fake name, Adonis. After the masquerade two days ago, she and her supposed brother went to the Skyfall Corps in Manhattan.” I had heard that name before. “Isn’t that the agency that provides spies and assassins to work beyond the boundaries of rules in our world?” Dom asked. Orazio nodded. “My men broke into that building and grabbed the details—proofs—that I needed to kick some sense into your head and make you realise I only care for your wellbeing.”