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."

his eyes and subconsciously suppressing a smirk. She looped her arms around Percival's neck, her alluring gaze warming him like the first ray of sun on a winter's day, "Mr. Wolf, what's

burying his face in

Percival was

like we haven't been

students from Class

flashed in

tactic. I've defused it, and this little trick wasn't going

Vivienne was the most intelligent woman on earth. And if anyone wanted to take her life, they'd have

truly in danger, his belief wavered with fear. This fear was instinctual, an innate dread of

tightly,

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

eerie ticking broke the

narrowed as she located

eyeing the spherical dog toy beneath the desk. It was now pressing on the actual bomb

activated a countdown, rapidly ticking down to

were caught off guard,

her towards the door and quickly locked the office behind

the door,

instant, she knew what he intended

planned to shield the blast with his body, buying her

damn door!" Vivienne kicked at the lock with

lab were made of

cradled the bomb in the far corner, using

buy Vivienne

deep breath and kicked

Bang!

sound akin to a

the momentum,

"Mr. Wolf!"

was smeared with dust, his shirt torn at the chest,

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