Vivienne snapped the file shut and tossed it aside with a flick of her wrist, her face a mask of composure that belied the storm brewing within.

Thomas maneuvered the car with practiced ease while Anna glanced back uneasily and asked, "Ms. Vivienne, what do you make of the information in that file?"

A chill flickered in Vivienne's eyes. "What do you think?"

Anna was taken aback, suddenly feeling like she had touched a nerve.

Percival wrapped an arm around Vivienne, his touch as comforting as a warm blanket on a cold night. "Easy, no need to get all worked up."

Vivienne remained silent, her gaze lowered, thoughts hidden behind a veil of introspection.

The reach of GTO had become far too invasive.

And the real mole had burrowed so deep that they were untouchable.

This person was not just a threat to the safety of the average Joe; they were toying with national security.

An unsettling intuition gripped Vivienne; her mother's death might not be solely tied to GTO's head honcho. Perhaps the final blow, the ultimate betrayal, was orchestrated by the Vanguard Agency itself.

As she remained lost in thought, Percival's voice, honeyed with affection, broke through, "How about I take you out for a grand feast?"

Her train of thought was derailed by his suggestion, and Vivienne considered his offer seriously before agreeing. "Alright, let's go." After dinner, Percival dropped Vivienne off at her place.

He watched her enter her home before sliding back into the car. "Head to HQ," he instructed Thomas.

Thomas did not question it; it was time to return to headquarters to sort things out.

Back in her room, Vivienne checked her phone and saw a cryptic text from an unknown sender. [It's not him.]

and Soren stood guard outside the deputy director's office, having dispatched all

only two captains left on duty,

Agency, Percival

stepped away, joining Thomas to

at the office

glasses

face stoic as he faced Micah

glanced up briefly.

was even,

said, his deep voice carrying an

"You're getting bold, detaining me like

lips parting slightly. "It's more like

away," Micah

legs crossed, fingers rhythmically tapping on his knee. "What

shrouded in steam betraying a

my mentor, and watched me rise through the ranks.

as they always had, despite his icy

all, Micah was Percival's direct superior, the one who could most easily alter the outcome

Micah seemed to be acting deliberately and was always trying to

changed Percival's

Vivienne of Micah's loyalty was when Percival was trapped in a mine. If Micah had hesitated even slightly or tried to obstruct the rescue, Percival

nodded with satisfaction. "Good, the many times I took the blame for you weren't in

big of a risk to complete the mission, and caused trouble, among other

a file across to

aback. "I've

night before. It seemed unimportant, merely requiring

was transferred to approve

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