The eldest of the Perez Family, Luke, was known as the most down-to-earth. The siblings had a running joke that any trouble found its way onto his broad shoulders by default.

In Luke’s absence, the scapegoat duties fell onto Maddox, though it was not quite fair to say he was just a fall guy. More often than not, he was the ringleader of their shenanigans.

Yuri leaned back in his chair, eyeing his sister Sasha. “Our brothers, Luke and Fredrick have come here in Rivenwood with their families. Dad wants to throw a big reunion bash to officially announce your return. What do you say?”

Karen pressed her lips together, a beer in hand. “The timing isn’t right.”

She had parted ways with the Vanguard Agency years ago but had not made her existence public since.

Revealing herself now could stir up a hornet’s nest.

Maddox, usually the joker, adopted a serious demeanor. “I share the same concern. Percival mentioned he’s onto something, still investigating. Best to keep a low profile for now.”

Karen raised an eyebrow, not having heard anything from Percival or Vivienne. “Frost, who’s on your radar?”

Vivienne hesitated before answering. “We’re looking into it. I’ll fill you in once we have something solid.”

Karen knew her daughter well. The fact that Vivienne held back meant the suspect was likely someone crucial to Karen herself. Otherwise, Vivienne would never choose silence.

Clutching her beer, a strange flicker crossed Karen’s eyes.

Suddenly, Vivienne’s phone rang. “Vivienne, is your mother there?” Percival’s voice was anxious.

“Yes, what’s up?” Vivienne switched to speakerphone. “Spill it!”

“Master, we found a signal source in the remnants at F-Poison’s last haunt. It’s locked tight.” Percival sounded grave, giving the matter utmost importance.

Karen grabbed Vivienne’s wrist, booting up her micro-computer. “Patch into Frost’s system.”

“Right.” Percival stayed on the line, linking the signal source to Vivienne’s computer.

dot on the satellite map. “It’s at Vance’s place, that

flinched. “You sure

the property’s transaction history. Vance had used multiple

a deep breath.

Vivienne could not resist a dig. “Mr. Wolf, why run to your

swallowed hard, then softly replied, “Vivienne, I

be told, both he and Vivienne were formidable hackers trained by Karen herself, and

a wall, Vivienne might not fare any

urgency pressing, Percival turned directly to

up before Karen

an arm over Vivienne’s shoulder, her voice dripping with mock resentment. “Men get wives and forget their moms. And you? Are you ready to ditch

“No, it’s Mr. Wolf who’s ditching

shared a

Percival promptly headed to the signal

of distrust, but because he was about to confront

sealed off all

and with a click, the lock turned, but the

curved in a smirk. With a swift kick, the

in hand, aimed straight at Percival’s forehead. Yet, his own neck

in Vance’s eyes was

piqued. “Why shouldn’t it be

seamless lockdown of his surroundings.

you here?” Vance

frown deepened as he

the fridge. “You could’ve just called. Why all the

too full, spilling water as he opened it. “Vance, you know exactly why

crumbled. He looked up

something

deep and treacherous as the ocean, ready to swallow anything on its surface. His laugh was mocking.

bottle down,

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