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.]

the

only two captains left on duty, their

the Vanguard Agency, Percival entered the headquarters and waved

two captains exchanged glances, then stepped away, joining Thomas to ensure no one else

paused at the office

glasses and called out, “Come

his face stoic as he faced Micah without a

up briefly. “You’re

tone was even, betraying

waiting,” Percival said, his deep voice carrying an undercurrent of

a chuckle. “You’re getting

Micah, his lips parting

with it then, ask away,”

fingers rhythmically tapping on his knee. “What are you

in steam betraying a

trained me under my mentor,

by the question, Micah

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

After all, Micah was Percival’s direct superior, the one who could most easily alter the outcome

acting

changed Percival’s view

fully convinced him and Vivienne of Micah’s loyalty was when Percival was trapped in a mine. If Micah had

with satisfaction. “Good, the many times I took the blame for you weren’t in

mission, and

facade, sliding a file across to Micah. “The Morning Glory has been leaked. The authorization came

“I’ve never signed

the night before. It seemed

unbeknownst to him, his signature was transferred

from headquarters, beyond his and Percival’s clearance level to investigate the

quite the scapegoat,” Micah

higher-ups to believe that Rivenwood’s own had detained him, Micah could have been sent to a military tribunal without a chance to defend himself.Books Chapters Are Daily Updated Join

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