The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

The conversation had taken a turn, and it was clear that light-hearted banter was off the table.

“Vance, let’s cut to the chase.” Vivienne bit into a strawberry, savoring the burst of sweet, succulent flavor.

Vance sipped his wine, his gaze shifting between Vivienne and Percival.

“Vivienne, what do you know about Percival here?” He asked, nodding subtly towards Percival.

Vivienne tilted her head, eyeing Percival from head to toe. “Inside out,” she declared.

Percival nearly choked on his Chardonnay.

What on earth was she talking about?

Were they not here for a formal discussion?

Vance was clearly taken aback, not expecting such a forthright answer from Vivienne.

Nor had Vivienne expected to say it, but seeing Percival’s stern and ascetic demeanor, she just could not help herself.

Not everyone could understand the world of someone who cared about looks like she did.

Vance regained his composure and chuckled. “Well then, you must be familiar with his work. I was wondering if you might be interested in joining him professionally?”

Percival coughed, glancing at Vance.

Was he suggesting Vivienne join the Vanguard Agency?

Vivienne speared another strawberry with her fork, the juice coating her taste buds in satisfaction.

“Director Vance, are you sure you can afford to hire me?”

Her question put Vance in an awkward spot. He flashed a forced smile. “Perhaps the Vanguard Agency does have the means.”

I am?” Vivienne leaned back on the sofa, her features

up, his eyes piercing into Vivienne. “Specter Healer, an identity of great interest to my upper echelons. But I’m only interested in one

respond, her gaze dropping

“Karen’s daughter,” Vance said.

mother’s name, a fierce glint flashed in Vivienne’s eyes, and the casual

I believe, acquainted,” Vivienne said calmly, her tone

when her mother was with the Vanguard Agency,

loner, not one to seek out

mother’s stories, Vivienne had never heard of anyone besides

Vivienne had

mother’s name, wanted to recruit her into the Vanguard

Wishful thinking, indeed.

his wine glass and leaned forward. “I was not exactly

of sincerity, piquing Vivienne’s interest to hear

and so was I. We’d often butt heads, especially during a live exercise not long after she joined. Lark, Ashen Pigeon, and I were assigned to the same squad, tasked

unharmed. I was ready to use a tranquilizer gun, but Lark would not have it. She insisted the hostage not be

remembered her mother telling her this

Ashen Pigeon was Micah.

had said, was to teach Vivienne that no matter what, one should never compromise their

Karen replied that while protecting oneself was crucial, between one’s safety and the hostage’s, the hostage must come

to get hurt if I were rescuing someone. I’d have the enemy hand them over

that, her

didn’t see the point in Lark’s actions. I thought that if you can’t guarantee your

finally understood. Your mother’s actions were what every operative should aspire to.”Books Chapters Are Daily Updated Join & Stay

“So, what does

knowledge to you. I want you to join the Vanguard Agency, to carry on her