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"I told you, the managers are in a meeting with the director right now," the blonde front desk officer and the security guards stopped the FBI agents from coming inside the office. The police tried to keep the reporters outside from causing a ruckus.
"I am very sorry, Ma'am, but all of you can be included in the case if you don't let us in. We have a warrant of arrest for Tom Reeves, and the whole management of the company, regarding the maltreatment, and the death of Ms. Amethyst Parker. Move, or we'll arrest all of you." Special Agent Eric threatened the woman and the guards that were stopping them.
All of the staff looked like they were thinking twice but they know better. They let the agents inside and step away as soon as they can.
"Carrie Moore. Author of The Day Breaker. Shot to the head with a 92 G pistol." Detective Fox leads agents Violet and Eric to the crime scene. They saw the lifeless body of a woman lying on the bloodied brown carpet with a bullet hole in her head. They looked at the number of pieces of evidence marked by little yellow markers. The woman was somehow stripped. Her underwear was ripped off and her skirt was pulled upwards. She was raped. Violet looked at the coffee table. "Detective, have you checked the fingerprints on this table?" she asked Detective Fox as he watched her carefully. "Yes. They're running the results in the lab and we'll get them anytime now," the detective answered. "Good." Now Violet walked towards the door. The two men followed her. "No forced entry. The victim might know her killer." They
01000100 01000001 01001101 01001111 0100111001000100 01000001 01001101 01001111 0100111001000100 01000001 01001101 01001111 0100111001000100 01000001 01001101 01001111 01001110Aphotographed computer screen with a set of binaries flashed through the projector in front."D, A, M, O, N. Do you even attend college? This is the FBI, innit?" Phytos is looking bored as hell, as he sat on the chair inside the meeting room of the headquarters. He's got the accent of an English man. "Where's my sister?" he asked when he saw Agent Eric by the door."Of course we know it's Damon. We know every single alphabet in the binary code." Violet struts inside the room. She looked straight at her brother and looked at him from head to toe. "How's Mum and Dad?""They're doing well. Why are you asking? You don't even visit them. Why do yo
"Will you be my girl, Violet?""Uhh, I guess?" Violet nodded and smiled at the kneeling Hugo in front of her. Beautiful flowers surrounded the restaurant where they were, and a nice romantic table was set up for their special night.They spent their evening with sweet moments like these, and somehow, Violet felt a lot better. It seems like she is a different person. Now, she understands why her older officemates with wives and kids feel lonely as they go to work for an endless amount of time and go back home for just a short time.As they are now dating, Hugo always finds time to go with her on her lunch breaks. She felt sorry for him for every ruined date night because of work. She usually spends more time at work than with him. She's very thankful that Hugo understands the situation.Eric's feelings for her never faded, even though Violet told him that she and Hugo are now
Disclaimer This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events, organizations, and incidents in this book are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. She's A Secret Agent By Kiths L. Napao A secret agent, FBI's stunningly gorgeous, seemingly innocent Secret Agent Violet. Call her spooks. Sleuths. Femme fatale. Few figures are as compelling as a female spy. She's unthinkably brave, valiant, and strong. She does things most of us can't even imagine.
Special Agent Eric stands near her and Mr. Ronaldo Peige. SA Violet, SA Eric, and the two bodyguards of Mr. Peige circled the businessman, protecting him. SA Violet let the bullets rain on the terrorists' side and the latter run from the different directions of the café. She smirked and nodded to Agent Eric behind her, signaling the guy to cover for her to get Mr. Peige away from the scene. SA
"Where do you think this El Gato guy is right now?" Eric asked Violet as she sat down next to him on a tall chair at the pub. They were dismissed right away as soon as Mr. Ronaldo Peige and his son, Hugo, exits the FBI headquarters. Eric was now part of the operation. Mr. Warren suggested that Eric must be a part of this mission because of his skills and also because Eric can speak Spanish fluently better than Violet as per Violet agrees. They also need Eric's analytical skills.Mr. Peige told them that he likes what he had observed from the two agents who saved him from Damon Ivanov. That is why he decided to ask for the help of The Bureau."I don't know. We have to conduct some preliminary inv
"So. Do you like it here?" Hugo invited Violet for lunch at a restaurant near McPherson Square."Uhh, yeah. It's fine. Quite crowded, actually," she said."Oh, I'm sorry about that. I didn't know you do not like crowded places." Hugo scratched his nape. He does that every time he's nervous.Violet looked at Hugo, "Let's just eat." she said as she twirled the pasta on her fork."Ah, yes." Hugo smiled. Violet's forehead creased. Hugo likes to smile a lot. She can see the visible
"I'd have to call for Mr. Juan Pablo, the owner of the house that you wanna buy,¿Podría disculparme, por favor?" (Would you please excuse me?) Eddie said as he stood up on his seat. He then proceeded to call Juan Pablo."Agent Violet, Agent Eric." Both agents went attentive when Luca, the sniper, interjected on their in-ears. "Can't see much from here. Make the man move the curtains, will ya?""Why is it so dark in here?" Violet complained. Eddie glanced at her and move the curtains to the side. "Thank you," she cheerfully said."Nice.
"Will you be my girl, Violet?""Uhh, I guess?" Violet nodded and smiled at the kneeling Hugo in front of her. Beautiful flowers surrounded the restaurant where they were, and a nice romantic table was set up for their special night.They spent their evening with sweet moments like these, and somehow, Violet felt a lot better. It seems like she is a different person. Now, she understands why her older officemates with wives and kids feel lonely as they go to work for an endless amount of time and go back home for just a short time.As they are now dating, Hugo always finds time to go with her on her lunch breaks. She felt sorry for him for every ruined date night because of work. She usually spends more time at work than with him. She's very thankful that Hugo understands the situation.Eric's feelings for her never faded, even though Violet told him that she and Hugo are now
01000100 01000001 01001101 01001111 0100111001000100 01000001 01001101 01001111 0100111001000100 01000001 01001101 01001111 0100111001000100 01000001 01001101 01001111 01001110Aphotographed computer screen with a set of binaries flashed through the projector in front."D, A, M, O, N. Do you even attend college? This is the FBI, innit?" Phytos is looking bored as hell, as he sat on the chair inside the meeting room of the headquarters. He's got the accent of an English man. "Where's my sister?" he asked when he saw Agent Eric by the door."Of course we know it's Damon. We know every single alphabet in the binary code." Violet struts inside the room. She looked straight at her brother and looked at him from head to toe. "How's Mum and Dad?""They're doing well. Why are you asking? You don't even visit them. Why do yo
"Carrie Moore. Author of The Day Breaker. Shot to the head with a 92 G pistol." Detective Fox leads agents Violet and Eric to the crime scene. They saw the lifeless body of a woman lying on the bloodied brown carpet with a bullet hole in her head. They looked at the number of pieces of evidence marked by little yellow markers. The woman was somehow stripped. Her underwear was ripped off and her skirt was pulled upwards. She was raped. Violet looked at the coffee table. "Detective, have you checked the fingerprints on this table?" she asked Detective Fox as he watched her carefully. "Yes. They're running the results in the lab and we'll get them anytime now," the detective answered. "Good." Now Violet walked towards the door. The two men followed her. "No forced entry. The victim might know her killer." They
Blumhouse Entertainment40th St, New York, NY 10018, United States"Itold you, the managers are in a meeting with the director right now," the blonde front desk officer and the security guards stopped the FBI agents from coming inside the office. The police tried to keep the reporters outside from causing a ruckus."I am very sorry, Ma'am, but all of you can be included in the case if you don't let us in. We have a warrant of arrest for Tom Reeves, and the whole management of the company, regarding the maltreatment, and the death of Ms. Amethyst Parker. Move, or we'll arrest all of you." Special Agent Eric threatened the woman and the guards that were stopping them.All of the staff looked like they were thinking twice but they know better. They let the agents inside and step away as soon as they can.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Eric asked Violet as she took a look at the crime scene. She held a piece of paper up directly at the light and sniffed on it. She then walked towards the bathroom; Eric followed suit."I am fine," she exhaled, getting tired of Eric's irritating questions about her health. "Take a look at this." She handed him a piece of tissue that was lying on the bathroom sink."Ketchup stain?" Eric asked as he examined the tissue paper.She looked at him as if he's talking nonsense, "It was blood. Have it checked by the forensics for us to know whose blood it is."Eric flashed her a shy smile, "Sorry." He took the tissue and put it on a ziplocked bag. He then leaves her for a while to look for the examiner.Violet looked at the table once more. An envelope that was insid
Alovely woman is smiling sweetly in front of a camera. In front of her are a lot of foods like burgers, corndogs, french fries, chicken nuggets, fried chickens, a can of diet coke, and thirst-quenchers from Mike Donald's."Hi, guys! Today, I am going to eat a lot of fast foods from Mike Donald's, and Burger Queen. Yes! Burger Queen now has the yummy and tasty corndogs and you can get them for only $1.49 each. I bought five of them because I think I will..." she breathed heavily, "I think I'll like them because I like hotdogs. I also have these thirst-quenchers from Mike Donald's and I've tried this Wintermelon MikeFreeze before and I bought this again because I really like it, so, without further ado, let's get eatin'!"She started eating the big burgers first then smiled happily at the camera while chewing the food inside her mouth. You can hear the sound of her chewing the food an
"How long have you been in love with her?" Hugo asked Agent Eric as they both went outside to smoke.Eric puffed out smoke from his cigar and looked at Hugo. He then turned his gaze to the sky and said, "Ever since she started working at the bureau."Hugo never removed his stare on him. He just nodded and tends to his cigarette. "I loved her since the day she saved my father.""Damn, we both like the same girl," Eric chuckled. "The question is, did she have feelings for us both?""Oh, God damn, I never thought of that. She said she's married to her work. She said she doesn't have time for relationships," Hugo chuckled and blows smoke into the air."But I'm willing to wait." Agent Eric said with a serious face. He has decided to continue treating her like a good friend. He knows Violet
Hugo rushed to the hospital as soon as he heard what happened to Agent Violet. He left his company immediately and ran towards his car, which was waiting in front of the building with a valet.When he reached Massachusetts General Hospital, he ran towards the reception and asked for Agent Violet."Excuse me, is there a patient named Violet that was admitted here? She was shot," he huffed as he asked the woman in the reception area."Uhh, I'm sorry, Sir, but you can't go inside," said the woman at the reception.
All the agents sat quietly in the truck. All of them, except Violet.She has been giving instructions to Clara and Joseph on the computers. "Track Vasquez. Where the fuck is Vasquez?""I'm here, Agent. Chill."Vasquez confirmed.A few more minutes had passed when Agent Vasquez's microphone boomed again. "Hey, man. You have it?" they can hear Vasquez sniffing loudly as if he has a runny nose. The chief of disguise did a great job in making Vasquez appear like he uses cocaine for a long time. They made his pupils look like it really was dilated by using a special ki