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.

swore to protect

Vivienne silent, Soren paused before

why they were after

a Vanguard operative,

him a frosty glare. “Rejoin my

to Anna, “You’ve been hanging out with Leopold

few days, the once-sweet girl had adopted Leopold’s brash

Squad Leader to fall back

Percival are clear: protect Vivienne at

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

tilted her head slightly,

the mastermind

out loud, “What

agents. He limped, leaning on

had never met him in person, but his face had been

old

and smiled, “You look so much like your mother,

with a hollow smile, “But let’s skip the trip down memory

Let’s talk about

presented a

Dragon, also known as Fiona, CK’s second in command. Three days ago, she confessed to earn more time outside prison, implicating you in every crime she committed on your orders, and the illicit funds you

nodded. “Is

footage from the club where you handed off the Boar Poison to Fiona and the transaction records to

nodded again.

Soren, then addressed Vivienne, “Next, we’ll be seizing this lab, the film studio down at Eastlake Bay, all properties in your name, and we’ll be monitoring all

you planning to

flickered, but

silence was as good as an

of agents. “Just so you know, you

Percival. We should be resistant to your poisons,

But since you’ve partaken, remember to pay up. Five million a pop, but for Mr. Wolf’s sake, I’ll

be free?” Micah raised his

her wrist. “Free for Mr. Wolf, not for you—we’re not