All Chapters of Agent 64: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Nora P.O.VPushing myself up from the floor under their watchful gaze, I tried to play it cool.“Ahh, I think I lost my way. I was going that way.” I pointed at the wall, feigning confusion. “I think I need to go. You must be busy dealing with some business.”I turned and was slammed into the wall—not a wall, I balanced myself and looked up , his goons were standing with their arms crossed on their chest . Like a dork, I patted one of their chests and said with a thumbs up, “Nice body, umm.” I tried to sidestep him. “Now if you excuse me…” The man shifted and stood before me like a mountain.What did their mother feed them in their childhood? Rocks!!I weighed my options. I have two ways : one, I can play dumb, and two, risk disclosing my identity.I am going with number one.I turned back to Robert with a wide, tight-lipped smile, hands fisted at my sides. His razor-sharp, stone-cold eyes were intensely focused on me while a small, evil smirk played on his lips. His dealer was lookin

Nora P.O.VScanning my badge in the sensors, the door of the conference room opened. I walked into the room before the door clicked shut behind me. My seniors were already seated around the long table, their faces stern and cold.Lee was there too, his expression a mix of worry and frustration standing by the glass table. Without any further invitation I took a seat, bracing myself for the storm that is going to come. Same old story in hell.Agent Thompson wasted no time. "What were you thinking?" he barked, his voice echoing off the walls. I took the seat that was before me and made myself comfortable because the old man really did not want any answer. I placed my bag by my chair."Do you have any idea how close you came to blowing our entire operation?” see, better stay quiet than be slaughtered by this old coot.Before I could respond, Agent Rodriguez slammed his hand on the table. "You could have gotten yourself killed! And not just you, but your partner. Do you even understand the

Lily P.O.VI walked out of the college, chatting animatedly with my friend, Emily . The sun was beginning to set, casting long shadows across the campus. We laughed about something silly from class. Students were heading out to the next town for the Friday night party while I had a date night with my couch and television. If my brothers found out I was getting wasted in the parties ,they would lock me in a fort and I am not joking."Alright, I will see you tomorrow," Emily said, waving as she turned to head toward her dorm."See you," I replied, smiling as I watched her walk away.Just as I turned to leave, a black sedan pulled up to the curb right in front of me. The car screeched to a halt. I stepped back,my instincts were screaming at me to run. Before I could make a move, the doors burst open, and several men climbed out wearing black suits and avatar shades.Panic surged through me. I tried to dart away, but one of them grabbed my arm in a vice-like grip. "Let me go!" I screamed,

Nora P.O.VThe midday sun beat down on the docks, casting sharp shadows across the rusting cargo containers and the cold, grey water of the harbour. I sat in the driver's seat of the unmarked car, my fingers tapping rhythmically on the steering wheel as I scanned the area. My partner, Lee, sat beside me, focused, his eyes narrowed behind the dark lenses of his aviator glasses.The clock on the dashboard ticked slowly, every second dragging out the uncertainty of what was about to unfold. In the backseat, two other members of our team quietly checked their weapons. Our other team members were in the other cars.We had been staking out this location for days, ever since our intels had confirmed that this was where DiFronzo’s latest shipment was supposed to be arriving.We had been sitting here for hours, waiting, watching.No one will suspect what the are doing if they were using water ways ,so, they are using the boats and ships that were used to import fishes . It was a clever move I hav

Nora P.O.VWe pulled up to a weathered apartment building on the bad side of town. The streets were cracked, littered with broken bottles and crumpled paper bags, and the walls of the nearby buildings were covered in fading graffiti. The people here looked rough, wearing old clothes and eyeing us with suspicion as we parked the car. A group of men huddled around a broken fire hydrant, speaking in hushed voices, watching us as we walked past.The stairs creaked beneath our feet as we ascended to the fourth floor. The walls were stained with grime and covered in old posters and faded gang tags. Paint was peeling off in large flakes, revealing the mould underneath. The air was thick with humidity and the smell of sweat, smoke, and something else I didn’t want to think about.“This place is a dump,” Lee muttered, glancing around at this shady area of the city.“Yeah,” I agreed, keeping my voice low. “Let’s just get this over with.”When we finally reached the fourth floor, we stopped in f