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.

on the satellite map. “It’s at Vance’s

“You

into the property’s transaction history. Vance

a

the call, Vivienne could not resist a dig. “Mr. Wolf, why run to your mentor for this small fry stuff

“Vivienne,

formidable hackers trained by Karen herself, and their skills were

wall, Vivienne

urgency pressing, Percival turned directly

appeased, hung up before Karen

draped an arm over Vivienne’s shoulder, her voice dripping with mock resentment. “Men get wives and forget

gaze, firm and earnest. “No, it’s Mr.

a

promptly headed to the signal

within the Vanguard Agency, not out of distrust, but because he was about

sealed off

moved inside, and with a click,

lips curved in a smirk. With a swift kick,

straight at Percival’s forehead. Yet,

surprise in Vance’s

was piqued. “Why shouldn’t it

holstered his weapon, taking in the seamless lockdown of his surroundings. He stepped aside, letting Percival

brings you here?”

he scanned

of water from the fridge. “You could’ve just called. Why

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

of calm crumbled. He looked up at Percival, his bottle

find something at today’s

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

trembled slightly, setting the bottle down,

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