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.

quiet, and with Scott in power, he would have naturally leveraged the Brooks

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

would require significant resources, and if

decided to storm one based on a hunch and were wrong, they risked alarming their

today, dropping that particular

family

leaving the interrogation room, Percival said to Leopold, “Head back

the Brooks

was surprised, but after a moment of contemplation, she

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

vast territory with plenty of residential areas and

it all, be it passenger, freight traffic, or even the

siege, Eastlake Bay would receive immediate news and

the time they realized what had happened, the new bomb would be

cunning, Eastlake Bay was the optimal

plots were

had pinpointed Eastlake Bay on the map at first glance,

would not be joining

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

be so complicated if not for Percival’s current

up. Vivienne issued the order, deploying all available members in Rivenwood to lie in wait

raced to headquarters

had their teams ready, just waiting for Percival to give the command

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

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

up at the three, “Second and third squads stand down. First

a bomb research facility, and you’re heading there with just the first squad, unarmed?

of his composure. “Eastlake Bay’s huge; the first squad’s just a few people.

was more composed, speaking gravely, “Captain, what exactly

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

it!” Soren kicked a trash can in frustration. “With Scott in cuffs, they were already on high alert. What if something went wrong, and they

could not understand

safety of the locals, their caution