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 expressions were far from

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

then stepped away, joining Thomas to ensure

at the office door

his reading glasses and called out, “Come

his face stoic as he

glanced up briefly.

was even,

for waiting,” Percival said, his deep voice carrying

let out a chuckle. “You’re

lips parting slightly.

with it then, ask away,” Micah said, leisurely

back, his long legs crossed, fingers rhythmically tapping

in steam betraying

into the Vanguard Agency, trained me under my mentor, and watched me rise through the ranks. Don’t you trust

the question, Micah

eyes held the same respect as they always had, despite his icy demeanor, which was not

Vivienne had suspected Micah. After all, Micah was Percival’s direct

over time, he realized that Micah seemed to be acting deliberately and was always trying

Percival’s view of

Micah’s loyalty was when Percival was trapped in a mine. If Micah had

“Good, the many

took too big of a risk to complete the mission, and caused

a file across to Micah. “The Morning Glory

was taken aback. “I’ve

receiving a classified document the night before. It seemed

signature was transferred to approve

from headquarters, beyond his

the fall. I’m becoming quite the scapegoat,” Micah said

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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