Vic Fuentes Young Novels & Stories

‘I’m so sorry but I do not know who you are’ She whispered at him and saw him frown at her, she blinked at the concern on his face then looked away embarrassed at her lack of professionalism. She did not know the young man was a Consultant, the youngest ever promoted to such a rank in the USA, and that was why she was interviewing him. He was a specialist in Narcotics and had just joined the CIA as their Chief of Operations, he had achieved this success with hard work and sacrifice. He had done it because both his parents had been murdered by drug barons, they had been police officers and taken out when they uncovered and exposed a Cartel. The Columbians had received life in prison but not b

I stood up for a moment to look at them, what I read filled me with fury, Veronica Diaz was threatening to put what Cannel had leaked if I didn't answer her calls and messages, that woman didn't know who she was messing with. Part of the information she wanted to reveal was that he was not Joshua Van Hellfrost's son and was an adopted child she found in some remote part of Europe. I crumpled the paper in my hands and quickly went to arm the phone I had deactivated, I dialed her as fast as I could. "Veronica...we need to talk," I said quickly in anger. °°° Veronica narrates. According to my informant who also had little information about Victor, he was an orphan boy who was abandoned in some

"Cilia Carpenter. Age 16. Born in July 6th 2003, Minnesota, USA. Died in August 27th 2018, Minnesota, USA. Cause of death... car accident." I stood there as Victor's words sank in. "You are her, aren't you?" He asked but I couldnt bring myself to answer. Instead, I questioned him back. "How did you find out?" Vicctor shrugged and said, "Easy. You made it easier. You said you died by car accident, you said you are from Minnesota, You said you where murdered and...you said it hadn't been long since you died. So I searched all the resent hit and run cases in Minnesota and then...I found you."

"But carefully. We cannot afford to spook him into doing something irreversible." Eve's phone buzzed. Mackenzie calling. She stepped away from the group and answered. "Tell me you have good news." "Mixed news." Mackenzie's voice carried the particular exhaustion of someone who had spent hours in prison interviews. "Astor confirmed that Richard tried to leave West Ark seven years ago. Confirmed the Reyes family killed Eleanor as a message. But he also says the Reyes family would not have taken Avery. Says they were actually protecting her." "We came to the same conclusion. We think Victor Ruiz grabbed her. Former Sinaloa commander that Mateo pushed out eight years ago. He is in Mexico City ri

He must be find, dead or alive. “I heard you were the best in the industry, Mr Young, but it seems I’ve been mistaken,” i lowered my tone, keeping my voice calm while I reached for the drawer handle. Opening it i tugged open the pack of Cuban cigars gifted to me by Victor Brazio and the crew in Hawaii. Soon, it was at my lips and I flicked a lighter and sucked in slowly the heat of the flames. Eric Yoing watched me warily. “I wil do my best to find him, Don Serrano. You and Don Madden have no problems with me a I’ll make sure tk bot disappoint you. I just need a bit more time.”

The kid slumped into his chair, trembling. "What do you want?" he hissed. "Your help." He barked a laugh. "I'm Seth Horrigan, not Superman. I run a shitty internet cafe. What could you possibly...?" "Genius hacker. Broke into the Pentagon at thirteen. Stole FBI funds to buy every agent a shawarma. NSA's youngest recruit. Vanished at twenty. Now you're hiding here, a rat in a neon maze." I leaned over his desk, watching his pupils dilate. "Sound familiar?"

I still can’t believe they just changed their minds about me retiring like that. “So, back to business. Who is the client, and who is the target?” “Umm, the client is Spencer Young.” I say and Robert laughs. Chad and I both stare at him and he speaks, “Wait, you’re not joking? Come on, guys, Spencer Young? The guy is America’s sweetheart, why would he want someone dead?” “Well, America’s sweetheart is not so sweet as you thought he was. He works with the mafia. He helps with the transporting of high quality drugs.” I inform Chad and Robert.

Nothing to kill him. "You must have some kind of confusion, Lucas was Miles's frineds. And Moura and Willie too—-" "What friend, Christopher-ssi?" Zoye stepped down and walked towards Christopher. Beside him, James and Cal were also standing mouth agape and shocked eyes. Arrest warrant for Lucas and Min Moura.... Min Moura—- M-Min Moura.

It was a very cute scene. "May I bring your MacBook so you can search for it?" Felipe added. Alfredo ran his hand through his jet black hair, his grey eyes flickered towards the Felipe. "No." He said sternly. "She is really dead?" He questioned again. "Died in twenty-fourteen." Felipe answered his question. "We could arrange a call or meeting with Jencarlos Canela, your so called Bruno to answer these questions for you... you do know that you hold that much power-"

"When I talked to Victor. His father is against this kind of job. I understand him, you know why? Our work at the Bureau, we ran into businessmen. His father is a well-known businessman, and you know that our work includes suppress those with vested interests. The top drug dealers we are watching are investors in their companies. Honestly, I don't see anything wrong with Victor's father's track records. But based on his words, I have doubts. Victor is damn rich, I investigated him. But why does he have to settle for this job? After all, he can just sit and wait for the money to come. That's why I got interested in getting to know your friend better. I know he's hiding something Victor is a s