Vivienne snapped the file shut and tossed it aside with a flick of her wrist, her face a mask of composure that belied the storm brewing within.

Thomas maneuvered the car with practiced ease while Anna glanced back uneasily and asked, “Ms. Vivienne, what do you make of the information in that file?”

A chill flickered in Vivienne’s eyes. “What do you think?”

Anna was taken aback, suddenly feeling like she had touched a nerve.

Percival wrapped an arm around Vivienne, his touch as comforting as a warm blanket on a cold night. “Easy, no need to get all worked up.”

Vivienne remained silent, her gaze lowered, thoughts hidden behind a veil of introspection.

The reach of GTO had become far too invasive.

And the real mole had burrowed so deep that they were untouchable.

This person was not just a threat to the safety of the average Joe; they were toying with national security.

An unsettling intuition gripped Vivienne; her mother’s death might not be solely tied to GTO’s head honcho. Perhaps the final blow, the ultimate betrayal, was orchestrated by the Vanguard Agency itself.

As she remained lost in thought, Percival’s voice, honeyed with affection, broke through, “How about I take you out for a grand feast?”

Her train of thought was derailed by his suggestion, and Vivienne considered his offer seriously before agreeing. “Alright, let’s go.”

After dinner, Percival dropped Vivienne off at her place.

He watched her enter her home before sliding back into the car. “Head to HQ,” he instructed Thomas.

Thomas did not question it; it was time to return to headquarters to sort things out.

Back in her room, Vivienne checked her phone and saw a cryptic text from an unknown sender. [It’s not him.]

guard outside the deputy director’s office, having

left on duty,

uniform of the Vanguard Agency, Percival entered the headquarters and waved at Leopold and

glances, then stepped away, joining Thomas to

at the office door

Micah removed his reading glasses and called out, “Come

stoic as he faced Micah without

up

was even, betraying

his deep voice carrying an undercurrent

“You’re getting bold, detaining me

opposite Micah, his lips parting slightly. “It’s more like

it then, ask away,” Micah said,

fingers rhythmically tapping on his knee.

paused, eyes shrouded in steam betraying

brought me into the Vanguard Agency, trained me under my mentor, and watched me rise through

question, Micah remained

his icy demeanor, which was not directed at Micah but at the

all, Micah was Percival’s direct

seemed to be acting deliberately and was always trying to communicate with his

Percival’s

in a mine. If Micah had hesitated even slightly or tried to obstruct

satisfaction. “Good, the many times I took

mission, and caused trouble, among other things. The only

slight smile to crack his stern facade, sliding a file across to Micah. “The Morning Glory has been leaked. The authorization came from

taken aback. “I’ve

recalled receiving a classified document the night before. It seemed unimportant, merely requiring his

was transferred to approve the usage of “Morning

his and Percival’s clearance level to

wants me to take the fall. I’m becoming quite the scapegoat,” Micah said with a

time, leading the higher-ups to believe that Rivenwood’s own had detained him, Micah could have been sent to

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