The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Vivienne glared at the scene for a solid thirty minutes before she finally averted her gaze.

At that moment, Calista had just danced with the reaper, her toes still dangling over the edge of the abyss.

“Easy there, I just tossed away her eyeball yesterday,” Vivienne remarked dryly, casting a sidelong glance at Brody.

Brody nodded in understanding. “Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing.”

As they spoke, the poison coursing through Calista’s veins was neutralized.

Vivienne did not linger. She motioned for Anna to follow, and they left the lab.

The moment she shut the door, Brody’s voice boomed from inside, “Vivienne, you’re a real asshole!”

Anna peered through the glass and saw Brody awkwardly propped up on hands and feet, his head stretched upward, resembling a turtle stuck on its back.

“Ms. Vivienne, you sure take revenge promptly,” Anna said with a quiet chuckle, giving Vivienne the thumbs up.

Vivienne flicked her hair dismissively. She was not about to take Brody’s scolding for nothing.

“Let’s go,” she said, looping an arm around Anna’s neck as they exited the lab.

Just as they approached the car, both women tensed and swiftly rolled away to either side.

Two tranquilizer darts thudded into the seat where they had just stood.

Vivienne stood by the car’s rear, her face a storm as she eyed the direction from which the darts had come.

Anna, positioned at the front, looked in the opposite direction with equal vigilance.

Suddenly, operatives wearing the uniforms of the Vanguard Agency special squad emerged from all around, led by none other than Soren.

Clad in tactical gear and goggles, Soren’s surprise was evident even through his battle-hardened facade. “It’s you?”

Vivienne’s expression remained calm and unreadable.

It was clear from Soren’s face that he had only discovered upon arrival that his target was Vivienne.

Interesting.

Vanguard Agency that swore to protect the nation and its

before

were after Vivienne. But

was a Vanguard operative,

shot him a frosty glare. “Rejoin

silent message to Anna, “You’ve been

few days, the once-sweet girl had adopted

order you as Squad Leader to fall back into

Commander Percival are clear: protect Vivienne at all costs, no matter who the opposition

sighed heavily. He glanced at the order on his display, then aimed his weapon at Vivienne, “Vivienne Hawthorn, You’re under arrest. Lay down

head slightly,

lips. “Evidence suggests you’re the

out loud,

from behind the Vanguard agents. He limped, leaning on a cane,

never met him in person, but his face had been

old partner,

about 700 feet before her and smiled, “You look so

a lot,” Vivienne replied with a hollow smile, “But let’s skip the trip down memory lane

Let’s talk about

a

days ago, she confessed to earn more time outside prison, implicating

nodded. “Is there

another page, “Here’s footage from the club where you handed off the Boar Poison to Fiona and the transaction records to the engineer who attempted to take out Carl. Only

again.

film studio down at Eastlake Bay, all properties in your name, and we’ll be monitoring all your close contacts, including Dorian’s family, the

are you planning to

but he did not

silence was as good as

scanning the circle of agents. “Just so

pharmaceutical skills. Your life-saving pills were distributed to everyone here by Percival. We should be resistant to your poisons, right?” Micah smirked

you’ve partaken, remember to pay up. Five million

supposed to be free?”

Mr. Wolf, not for you—we’re