The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Without hesitation, Soren fed Anna the last life-saving pill, ensuring she was quickly lifted onto a stretcher.

Meanwhile, Percival and Leopold rounded up every suspicious character within sight. Regardless of their protests and cries of innocence, they took no chances, erring on the side of caution rather than risk letting a spy slip through their grasp.

Those trained in the art of espionage were highly alert and masterful actors. Their disguises were so convincing that even the sharpest detective eyes might fail to discern their true nature.

Soon, they had filled two vans with captives, and Leopold, unable to stand, slumped beside Percival on one knee.

“Hang in there, Leopold,” Percival urged, supporting him with one arm to prevent him from slipping into unconsciousness.

Thomas had arrived with reinforcements, and the National Intelligence Bureau’s backup had also reached the scene. The situation was finally under control, with the threat of a secondary explosion averted, and all the injured had been rushed to the hospital, including Gillian, who was now in the ICU.

By the time Soren was admitted to the hospital, he was unconscious, with shards of glass lodged perilously inside him.

Karen, who took over his care, was stunned by the severity of his injuries.

“Frost, didn’t you give him a life-saving pill?” Karen knew Vivienne always carried life-saving pills for emergencies, especially for missions like these, where they were stocked in abundance.

Given Soren’s critical condition, it was unthinkable that Vivienne wouldn’t have administered one.

Vivienne frowned slightly. “I did, but I think he shared them with his team. Mom, he’s in your hands now. I need to check on Anna and Astrid.”

“Okay,” Karen responded without further inquiry. Time was of the essence, and every second counted.

all the injured. For those who lost their limbs from the blast, they reattached limbs that could be salvaged. Unfortunately,

turned out to be an innocent bystander. After receiving hefty compensation from Percival, he

with traces of ST-0, confirming their espionage without

the National Intelligence Bureau’s team

away from residential areas, sparing

stern rebuke to its entire staff, starting with Vance,

you either find the person primarily responsible, or you pack up and return to

the plan on the desk at the side. The others were all occupied in their corresponding positions. Thomas

been the most sensible and cautious team leader of the three, or else Vance would not have made him captain

remained Gillian, but without evidence—since the surveillance footage from the command vehicle was damaged in the explosion—the truth was

hospital, Gillian slowly regained consciousness. She had suffered a severe blow to the back of her head, and despite surgery, the

her side immediately

the doctor advised after examining her and prescribed some medication before urging her to discharge herself. The

if something happens after I leave? I can’t be

injection, but you must leave. There are no beds left, and others are waiting. Please pack your things and leave by this afternoon. Thank you for your cooperation,” the doctor replied, his patience worn thin by the relentless influx of

argue, but the doctor ignored her

things in the ICU. Anna and Astrid’s situation had yet to

waited

calls were rare due to her job commitments. No one anticipated

Cordelia, Karen handed her a calming pill. “Cordelia, don’t worry. Astrid will be fine. With Frost and me

of solace, feigning a calm he was far from feeling.