Secret Wife of Cecil Stedman
The elevators deep beneath the Global Defense Agency opened with a quiet metallic sound. Every agent inside the hallway immediately straightened. Not because of Cecil Stedman. But because of the girl walking beside him. Long black hair. Dark red sweater beneath an oversized black coat. Calm hazel eyes that quietly scanned the room. She looked impossibly young. Too young to be inside Level Omega. Whispers instantly started the moment she passed. “Who is she…?” “New recruit?” “No recruit gets access down here.” At the security station, Donald Ferguson pinched the bridge of his nose the second he noticed agents staring. “Fantastic,” he muttered. “Rumors again.” One nervous scientist finally whispered the question nobody dared ask before. “…Why is Director Stedman personally escorting her?” Cecil stopped walking. The entire hallway went silent. Slowly, he turned his head toward the agents. “You all seem very interested in classified information today.” Nobody answered. Luna gently touched
About Secret Wife of Cecil Stedman
The elevators deep beneath the Global Defense Agency opened with a quiet metallic sound. Every agent inside the hallway immediately straightened. Not because of Cecil Stedman. But because of the girl walking beside him. Long black hair. Dark red sweater beneath an oversized black coat. Calm hazel eyes that quietly scanned the room. She looked im...Read more