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.]

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

only two captains left on duty,

uniform of the Vanguard Agency, Percival entered the headquarters and waved

away, joining Thomas to ensure no one

paused at the office door before

Micah removed his reading glasses and

entered, his face stoic as he faced Micah without

up briefly.

even, betraying

waiting," Percival said, his deep voice carrying an

out a chuckle. "You're getting bold,

his lips parting slightly. "It's more like

then, ask away,"

long legs crossed, fingers rhythmically

hand paused, eyes shrouded in steam

his gaze piercing. "You brought me into the Vanguard Agency, trained me under my mentor, and watched me

had, despite his icy demeanor, which was not directed at Micah but at the real

both he and Vivienne had suspected Micah. After all, Micah was Percival's direct superior, the one who could most easily alter the outcome

he realized that Micah seemed to be acting

Percival's

and Vivienne of Micah's loyalty was when Percival was trapped in a mine. If Micah

satisfaction. "Good, the many times I took the blame for

had deescalated things countless times when Percival disobeyed orders, took too big of a risk to complete the mission, and caused trouble, among other

to crack his stern facade, sliding a file across to Micah. "The Morning Glory has been leaked.

was taken aback. "I've never signed this

classified document the night before. It seemed unimportant, merely requiring his

his signature was transferred to approve the usage

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