In the suburbs, at an expansive estate.

A woman in a crimson gown lounged languidly on a sofa, a glass of merlot in her hand. “Take this little toy and have a go at the people on the list. Remember, you must succeed with Karen.”

“But won’t this spook the target?” A young man’s voice crackled through the static, cautious and hesitant.

Vivienne would immediately recognize the voice.

The woman swirled her wine, half her face lost in shadows. “That’s the point. Where’s the fun if she doesn’t notice?”

Her fingers, painted a vibrant scarlet, tapped against the glass. “If you’re scared, I can always find someone else. But then, the poison inside you will remain without an antidote.”

“No, no… I’ll do it!” The man hastily replied, panic in his voice. “But you know I’m no match for Vivienne. Plus, there’s always someone guarding Karen. I…”

“So troublesome,” the woman muttered, clearly annoyed.

She wouldn’t be wasting her time with this incompetent if she didn’t have to conserve her resources.

Leaning forward, she set her glass down and turned to another figure cloaked in black. “You, head over to Rivenwood. Make sure you bring back a sample of Karen’s DNA.”

The figure before her, eyes cast down, responded with a reverent “Yes, ma’am.”

Meanwhile, having sorted their basic needs, Vivienne and Percival had just arrived at the Oasis Resort, where Lucas lived.

The guard at the gate swept his gaze over them, offering a crisp salute, “Good evening, please present your identification.”

over the pre-prepared IDs, explaining to Vivienne, “Lucas, being a man of importance, always has tight security. Any outsider needs a

gaze flickered

Mr. Wolf insisted she leave all her weapons in

guards, she quipped, “Don’t you have any female officers? I wouldn’t want Mr. Wolf to get

rolled his eyes internally: So

Vivienne: Aren’t you?

their IDs were in order,

at his colleague, he thought, “Does working as a guard involve

Vivienne’s curvy body, the two young guards blushed slightly and

air itself

a certain

belt, stepped forward to search Vivienne. Finding no threats, she ushered them

Toynbee, Mr. Ellington and Ms. Hawthorn have arrived,” she

that commanded respect. His aging eyes, sharp as ever, regarded the man before

up, “I’ll leave you to it,

dismissed him with a wave. “No need, sit behind the screen.

Arthur hesitated but complied.

Lucas trying to limit his interaction

the screen, Arthur’s eyes darkened

led Percival and Vivienne into the

of authority. She casually followed Percival, both

assessed the seated figure

many high-profile individuals, men of varying demeanors, but none quite like an air of danger

a seat.” Lucas nodded

sit across from Lucas, his voice laced

before speaking, “The reason I’ve called

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