Mission Crew

Mission Crew

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*"Doll act like you love me or I'll show everyone myself"* Willa Monroe is one of best agents at JAA, Junior Associate Agency. Willa has never had a partner when it comes to her missions and she's always preferred it that way. Till her commander and god-father, General Fox gives her a mission that she doesn't usually specify in: Murder Sex Trafficking. This is when he pairs her with her enemy of 6 years in counting, Crew Henley, the best murder investigator the agency has ever had. Will Willa be able to complete her mission without falling for her frenemy partner or will they crack under the pressure of their commanders, co-workers, and officials watching over them.
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"Walk into my parlor," said the spider to the fly. "'Tis the prettiest little parlor that you ever did spy." He was the villain. She was the hero. That was all Agent Hayes ever needed to get the job done. Born into a legacy of national service, codes, rules, and laws were etched into her very bones. Right and wrong might be matters of perception, but the law was absolute. The law was order. Yet, with every brush against the elusive criminal, her once-unshakable worldview trembled. Deception was second nature to her in undercover work. She had dismantled empires of evil with nothing more than a smile. Veterans of crime had been reduced to nothing, undone by their failure to see her coming. But this time, in a twisted game of I-spy, even with all her skills and strategies, she still couldn't catch the fly. She set out to unravel a single thread of lies, but for each one she pulled, ten more tangled knots appeared. The deeper she delved, the darker and more treacherous the path became-until, in a moment of piercing clarity, she realized the truth: she wasn't the one spinning the web. She wasn't the spider at all. She was the fly. And he was the Spider King.

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