The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Scott’s palm tightened as he realized Mr. B had been compromised. If that was the case, what was Vivienne planning to do next?

He gazed steadily at Vivienne, his expression growing increasingly wary.

Vivienne, for her part, had no interest in exchanging pointless banter with Scott. She cut to the chase and said, “Where is the research facility for the new bomb?”

For too long, Percival and she had been on the trail of this new weapon.

But whether it was Percival, the Nine Mystics Society, or the Frostfire Intelligence Agency, the intel had been scant at best.

They had scoured every avenue. Even the car accident from before had not escaped their scrutiny.

And now, they had a lead. But it was still uncertain.

Scott remained tight-lipped.

The research facility for the new bomb was a critical project for the organization. It was an essential weapon to match up to the power of the Vanguard Agency. Thus, the bomb could not be compromised.

Especially now, as the organization was refining the bomb’s capabilities.

Before Scott had been captured, there had already been significant advancements.

Vivienne was in no rush. She said leisurely, “The Brooks family had a gala two days ago, planning to auction off a parcel of land. There’s an abandoned factory on it that you once decided to buy, but it’s been idle ever since. Now Ronald wants to sell it off, trade it for a plot in Eastlake Bay, and build a spa resort. Do you think it will sell?”

Scott bolted upright, the heart rate monitor beeping rapidly with his agitation.

Yet he clenched his teeth, refusing to utter a single word.

But his reaction was enough.

Vivienne curved her lips. “Thanks, Mr. Brooks.”

With that, she and Percival rose to leave.

The Nine Mystics Society had uncovered three potential sites for the new bomb research, all linked to the Brooks family.

surprising. A bomb research site needed to be remote and quiet, and with Scott in power, he would have naturally leveraged

a clever fox would always have more than one hideout. Scott had purchased three similar plots of land in

sites would require significant resources, and if all three were explored simultaneously, it would

to storm one based on a hunch and were wrong, they risked alarming their quarry, losing the precious lead they had worked so hard to

Vivienne had come to Scott today, dropping that particular hint about the

family had

said to Leopold, “Head back to headquarters. We’re requesting

But that’s not the Brooks family’s property. Are we raiding the Brooks

too, was surprised, but after a moment

Brooks family’s three plots of land were indeed problematic, but the biggest

with plenty of residential areas and

it all, be it passenger,

Eastlake Bay would receive immediate news and could flee via the port or other

happened, the new bomb would

Eastlake Bay was the

three plots

map at first glance, and her visit today was to confirm her

would not be joining

Nine Mystics Society first. If the headquarters could not authorize the mission, then the Nine Mystics Society

be so complicated if not for Percival’s

all available members

raced to headquarters

for Percival to give the command

minutes later, Percival emerged from his superior’s office, his hands empty and his expression

into his gear, joined Thomas and Soren in confronting him, “What’s the call? Do we move

fist, glancing up at the three, “Second and third squads stand down. First squad, strip

you’re heading there with just the first squad, unarmed? Are

lost some of his composure. “Eastlake Bay’s huge; the first squad’s just a few people. Are you out

speaking gravely, “Captain, what exactly are the higher-ups

operations suit designed for reconnaissance and concealment, “It’s a residential area. To avoid panic, we must first assess the situation before we

cuffs, they were already on high alert. What if something went wrong,

fuming, and both Leopold and Thomas could not understand why the higher-ups were so

considering the safety of the locals, their caution was