She glanced at Soren's retreating figure, knowing full well her recent tie in combat was just a stroke of luck.

Soren was still nursing an old injury, not yet back in top form.

Percival approached with the detached professionalism of a captain, addressing Anna, "A month from now will be the final assessment. Pass that, and I'll arrange for you to start interning in the lab while carrying out missions."

Anna saluted smartly. "Yes, sir. I won't let you or Vivienne down."

Vivienne watched her with a hint of amusement. The girl was a quick study.

While Leopold drove Vivienne and Percival back to their estate, Anna was left at the Vanguard Agency's training camp to hone her skills.

On the way, Leopold queried, "Vivienne, do you think Anna's got what it takes? The Agency's training isn't for the faint of heart."

Despite Anna's draw with Soren, he was worried.

"If you made it through, she will too," Vivienne replied nonchalantly, leaning on Percival's shoulder.

Percival nodded in agreement, "Right, makes sense."

Leopold glanced in the rear-view mirror, catching the couple's affectionate display, and asked belatedly, "Hang on. What do you mean 'if I made it through'? I'm way better than Anna, okay?" Vivienne lifted her gaze lazily, "She's nineteen. How old are you?"

Leopold fell silent.

Alright, he asked for it. He should just shut up!

With a snap, he pulled down the visor.

Out of sight, out of mind, right?

A month later.

officially began. The YQ and TCL labs had merged,

the lab first,

one her

meticulously restoring it to its former

her mother working diligently as she approached the familiar

walked the path her mother had once

Holden emerged from within, followed

lab, Holden had been orienting his team to the lab's environment and its various

in acknowledgment, her eyes catching an unfinished experimental report on the

replicate that 3D biological printer,

the lab's month of operation, Holden and his team had been busy with

are correct,

a month, but Vivienne had seen the solution at

Admiration was an understatement.

expertise, they

Vivienne asked, "Who's handling

a copy of Hippocrates' Corpus. His hair was neatly trimmed, his nails clean, and he wore silver-rimmed glasses with a naive yet profound smile. "Ma'am,

sized him up, feeling

a recent hire. Young, yes, but a medical prodigy and quite insightful about

handed over his half-finished report.

nodded, impressed by

I'll report back to the director once I've figured them out," Rex

and scribbled a series

a moment, his

"How

the report as he

"Ma'am, he's utterly devoted to medicine. We're

of someone, though that person was not

they spoke, Percival entered, "Anna's

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