Vincent Fgteev Novels & Stories

Wore his authority like a second skin. “This is Agent Vincent Hale,” Mia said. “FBI, special ops division. He’s been tracking Vance for years.” Vincent stood and extended his hand. “Leon. Margarette. I’ve read everything.” Leon didn’t shake his hand immediately. “So you know how many people he’s killed. And how close he came to my wife.”

*** [Margaux] As I wear my uniform and currently braiding hair, my cellphone rang. From: +639071234569 {Let's meet on the parking lot. Let's have breakfast together ;) -Vince} Oh! It's Vince!I wonder how did he get my number. I immediately registered his number in my contacts and named it Pal. To: Pal {How did you get my number?} Sent: 6:38 a.m {I have my ways;)} {Just like BDO? We find ways? How so?} Sent: 6:39 a.m

Vincent replied. TBC

He was scraping Tom's hair off as it seemed like Tom fainted. I saw a few pictures of it as well and don't get me wrong I'm not a bad person but it made me smile and made my day. "He should know better than to mess with my girlfriend. I think he will learn his lesson and stay away from you." Vincent said and I thanked him happily as I passed his phone back to him. I didn't know he was this considerate of me. I asked Vincent about himself. Vincent told me about his obvious love for football and video games practical guy stuff.

Adam fired back. "You know nothing about all that is happening, I know we are friends but you are just below me and I'm expecting a regards from you" He scowled, at him. "Vincent" He called. "It's fated, don't meddle with it or you have to pay for it. I need you to help me with something" Vincent replied, with a cool voice surprising Adam on how he could switch emotions so quickly. "What help?" Adam asked, as his voice soften a bit too.

asked Khali. Vincent nodded. "When we started talking in Batangas. When I saw you sitting on that broken deck," said Vincent. "Your eyes are familiar, so I can't be bothered. I opened one of your friends' I*******m accounts and discovered that you are indeed Brady Montréal's sister."

He leaned against the cubicle's partition wall with a charming smile on his face. It seemed he had ventured out of the digital department once again. Vincent was an Igbo man. He was quite good-looking too with smooth dark skin, inviting eyes and a clean-shaven head. Not a strand of hair was to be seen on his head, apart from his neatly trimmed full beard which framed his jaw along with full eyebrows. Imagine Banky W but with dark skin. "Hello to you too." I smiled politely. We spoke a few times during the previous week whenever we came across each other but this was the first time he sought me out.

"I don't accept free gifts." "Free?" Vincent scratched his head. "I thought it was an investment." "Investment?" "Yeah." He laughed. "When you become an engineer someday, maybe you'll design my house for free." Bea burst into laughter. "Wow! That was fast!" Maeve shook her head. "No." "Come on." "No." "Please?" "No." "One percent?" "Zero percent." Vincent laughed. "You're really hard to court." Maeve almost choked. "Wait! Who said you're courting me?"

“That must be good then. “What's your name?” Alex asked. Vincent opened his mouth before shaking his head. “If you ask me questions, I get to ask you some too.” Alex shrugged casually. “You go on.” “Well, you guys have forgotten about me.” Jenna grumbled. Alex smiled at her and winked as she grabbed the fluffy pillow and hugged it to her chest. She glared at Alex before closing her eyes. He turned back to Vincent. “So what's your name?” “Vincent.” He said. “Vincent Reynolds.” He added.