Zoe Undercover Agent Novels & Stories

R I O N A How is it that he still trusts me? It's weird how I just confessed to being paid to kill his mom but yet he's still trusts me? I need to make this work, I have to. After securing a nice parking spot at my undercover agency, I took a deep breath before I walked into the store. "Good day Riona!" He greeted from behind the counter before looking into his computer. "You're not supposed to be here today until you complete your work?" He questioned.

he threw away the remote control away furiously. "The eyeless, the city hunter, zombie fighter, wonder woman are all among the names the new heroine was tagged after her picture miraculously leaked on the internet. She had gathered quite a number of fans after her two expedition had brought two great men into their unexpected verges....." a newscaster read the news. "Do you know her?" Grace asked as Raymond stood up and went closer to the television to see the image displayed better. "Do I know her?" he asked back in confusion. He started at the image and Grace simultaneously. The image shown was a side of a woman but Raymond was damn sure it was Grace. He didn't need to see her face to real

Liam The camera sits on my desk like a black spider, its red eye blinking in the dim light. I have watched the footage three times. Zoe walked into the parking garage. Zoe hands Evelyn the folder. Zoe lying through her teeth about me being interested. And then, at the end, Evelyn's smile – thin, satisfied, hungry.

Zoe stands at the stove, humming off-key as she flips eggs with the confidence of someone pretending they're a world-class chef. "Look who decided to join the land of the living," she says without turning around. "I was about to go John Doe on you." Despite everything, I almost smile. "You mean psycho stalker." "Same difference." She slides a plate toward me. "Eat. It's my special recipe." I eye the plain toast and scrambled eggs. "Your 'special recipe' looks suspiciously like breakfast." "Gourmet breakfast," she corrects, tossing me a wink. I pick at the food while scrolling through my phone. Text Chase that I'll bring breakfast and lunch later. Try not to think about how I'm about to lose

The dial tone sounded only twice before a deep, gruff voice echoed through the phone, “George Stannis. Security and Protection.” “Uh, h-hi. I-I was given your card by m-my boss,” she gulped, voice barely slipping out in a whisper. “And his name is?” “O-oh, sorry. Simon. S-Simon de Angelo.” George let out an irritated sigh. “So, you work at SubTerra and you’re calling me? Shit’s gone bad for you, huh?” Zoe’s cheeks flushed, “You could say that.” “Well, what can I do for you?”

Did she really think she could plan her revenge after exploiting his in-laws and serving their purpose? Zoe was too naive to think she could challenge and plot against him! ... Meanwhile, Zoe, limping to her Porsche, tried to keep up her pretense as she grabbed her phone. She wore a forced smile and spoke in the most ingratiating tone she could muster. "Is this Severn Group? I'm Zoe Chesire, Assistant General Manager of Chesire Group. "Yes, yes, I've already informed Mister and Missus Chesire to come and sign the contract personally.

It had never once, as far as Zoe knew, been pointed at her own life, her own number, or her own unraveling. Which meant whoever had sent this message either already knew things about her that Nathaniel's surveillance had never uncovered, or the sender existed entirely outside the world Nathaniel had spent three years mapping. Neither possibility comforted her. Zoe sat up in bed, pulled her laptop toward her, and opened a incognito browser window. She typed a name into the search bar that she had not thought about in this life. Joey Cox. Private investigator, formerly a military strategist, quietly employed by half the old money families in the United states to handle the sort of problems tha

She shrugged. "Take a look at the new couple." She pointed at the red hair that just left and he squeezed his face in disgust when he saw her kissing Ryan. He turned his attention to Ari. "How'd you know all these stuff? " He asked. Oh, just that I secretly signed up for training in America Defense Department and they taught me a bunch of stuff and in a matter of time I'll be nominated as one of their best and work for them. "Just talent. " She said with a shrug.

he asked. "I am on an undercover mission. I am here to catch El Feugo," I answered, and his eyes widened in surprise. "No, I don't think you understand what you are saying, Zena," Leo said. "El Feugo is a criminal, the worst of them all, and I must stop him," I tried to explain. "Hugo is dangerous, and when I say dangerous, I mean crazily dangerous. I don't think you understand what you are getting yourself into," Leo said, and I rolled my eyes.

whispered Hugo once again. The next split second Zoe turned her head until the left side of her face was parallel to her shoulders. With perfectly rounded eyes, Zoe finally asked, "Are you one of Jamie's bodyguards?" For the first time, after five years Zoe tried to bury —put the name on the list of sentences that were unyielding to say. Today, due to Hugo still-gray-looking motif, Zoe mentions the name of the man she has avoided the most after all this time. Jamie. Jamie Rose Krueger.