The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Micah scrutinized each document that Percival had brought in. It was all there: the irrefutable evidence that exonerated Vivienne, Fiona’s confession to setting her up, and Calista’s damning testimony on how she had stolen Vivienne’s fingerprints and plotted a murder in the OR.

Without a doubt, Vivienne was innocent.

With an indifferent curl of his slightly chapped lips, Micah returned the papers to Percival. “Good job,” he said, the understatement hanging between them like a silent applause.

Percival locked eyes with Micah, his mentor at the Vanguard Agency, second only to Karen in authority. A crooked smile formed on his lips. “I think so too. I did do a damn good job!”

Their gaze held for a heavy moment, neither man breaking the silence.

The air grew thick with tension.

Leopold, Thomas, and Soren, who was standing off to the side, all watched Micah intently. They knew Micah had been obstructing their every move, sidelining the Vanguard Agency, and keeping everyone out of the loop—everyone except Soren, whom he had left in the dark about the true purpose of their mission.

Those who made it into the Vanguard Agency were no fools; Micah’s actions were purposeful. But the question that hung over them was why he targeted Vivienne and Percival. Was it a personal vendetta, or were there strings being pulled from behind the scenes?

After what seemed an eternity, Micah finally broke into a grin. “Well, the higher-ups have spoken. Vivienne is free to go.”

He paused before adding, “But let’s be clear, she might not be so lucky next time. If she’s tangled up with CK, I won’t look the other way, not even for you.”

Percival chuckled. “There won’t be a next time. If Vivienne ever breaks the law, you won’t need to get involved. I’ll bring her in myself, Micah.”

How he would ‘bring her in’ was another matter entirely.

Micah’s eyes narrowed, his voice chilling. “Let’s hope it doesn’t come to that.”

In the past, Percival would have addressed him as ‘boss,’ but now, not even that courtesy was extended. The kid had grown up, out of his control.

Adjusting his goggles, Percival did not linger. Instead, he waved to his brothers-in-arms. “Wrap it up. Micah’s buying dinner tonight.”

Now at equal footing with Micah as a deputy director and head of the special squad, Percival’s word was law. The team responded enthusiastically, though a few still looked to Micah for confirmation.

Micah’s face became an impassive mask. “Alright, dinner’s on

everyone knew the Vanguard Agency

the first to leave for headquarters, while Soren stayed

not like Vivienne,

the captain of Vanguard Agency’s third special squad, he

merely glanced at him. “It’s your

unsure of what

him. He seemed stronger than before; his injuries healed. If he

led his squad out, pausing only to say to Anna,

snapped a salute.

you remember who’s your captain,

squad gone, Vivienne and Percival

Anna was still puzzled. How had Percival become

asked the question

the capture of Belle directly to the top brass. It was against protocol, but someone big vouched for him, saying he may be young, but his record and education are

of Leopold’s rambling, Anna grasped a

knowing glance and

who was

busy celebrating Percival’s promotion to wonder about the benefactor. Now, thanks to Anna’s question, he realized

current ranks, any further

other than making some astonishing achievements, he would have to wait for Percival to be transferred to have a chance at the position of captain. Even so, he

promoted to deputy

keep driving. The mystery of the benefactor had just added another layer

the back of the driver’s seat

in the pie, for sure. But

to get the news of Belle’s arrest back to headquarters, bypassing

those two unnamed individuals, it became even

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