This bomb was nothing like the cutting-edge devices they'd encountered before.

This time, it was more intricate, more cunning, with an arrangement that was both deceptive and, upon closer inspection, almost childish.

Yes, that was the word-childish.

Atop the delicate balance lay a common spherical dog toy, the kind that shouldn't be nudged in the slightest. A mere touch could set the whole thing off.

But who the heck puts a dog toy on a bomb? Especially one that squeaks.

"Vivienne, what's the situation in there?" Percival could only peer through the crack in the door, unable to see the full picture.

Vivienne held a pair of scissors in her hands, the familiar sight of the wiring giving her a sense of déjà vu.

Percival, getting no response, called out again, "Vivienne?"

Vivienne shook the scissors, "All good."

She got down on her knees, scanning the rainbow of wires before snipping one decisively.

Tick!

The toy fell off the balance, rolling across the floor and ending up under the desk with a soft thunk.

"Come on in," Vivienne said, placing the scissors on the table.

The bomb wasn't inherently difficult; it just appeared dazzlingly complex. In reality, it was still the red wire.

Percival entered, realizing he was sweating bullets. He had defused a thirty-second countdown bomb in his heyday without breaking a sweat, but this had unnerved him.

It wasn't until he heard Vivienne's voice that he understood just how frightened he'd been.

"It's not a new type of bomb, just an ordinary one with a fancy setup. Looks tough, but it's just a smoke and mirrors act."

around Percival's neck, her alluring

pulled her into an embrace, burying his

knew Percival

not like we haven't been through

from Class Eighteen had been far more

chill flashed in

not your fault." Vivienne gently patted his back, "This is the enemy's tactic. I've defused it, and this little trick wasn't going to take my

the most intelligent woman on earth. And

danger, his belief wavered with fear. This fear was instinctual, an

other tightly, their heartbeats slowly

Tick-tock... tick-tock...

broke the silence in the

narrowed as she

the desk. It was now pressing on the actual bomb

bomb activated a countdown, rapidly ticking down to single

off guard,

the door and quickly locked the office behind

pounded on the door,

that instant, she knew what

blast with his body, buying her

the damn door!" Vivienne kicked at the lock with all

the TCL lab were made of top-grade

bomb in the far

was to buy Vivienne a few

breath and kicked at the door with

Bang!

cloud of smoke enveloped the office, followed by a sound akin to a

on the floor from the momentum, charging through the haze towards

"Mr. Wolf!"

at the chest, his hair sticking up in

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