The Million-Dollar Heart

On the other side of town, nestled within a leafy suburb, Vivienne received a call from Rivenwood.

It was Griffin on the line.

"Vivienne, I've made another delivery of 'Morning Glory' to the Vanguard Agency just a few days ago. They've been dispatched already, but they went straight to HQ this time without going through Micah." Vivienne nodded in understanding. "How's the detector coming along?"

Griffin seemed to breathe a little easier. "The prototype's there, but we haven't been able to test it fully. After all, I've only managed to create a new type of bomb based on the model we have. We need to find the ones already planted by GTO to ensure it can actually detect them."

They had only found a model of the new bomb in Eastlake Bay. Though Griffin could replicate it, there was no certainty that it was identical to the ones GTO had developed.

Only an on-site test would prove that.

What they could test at the base was far from conclusive.

"Mmm," Vivienne murmured. "Having a prototype is better than nothing. Ideally, it should be a universal detector that can pick up your latest 'Morning Glory' creation."

"Don't worry, Vivienne, I've got this," Griffin reassured her, "The specifics of the 'Morning Glory' are already programmed into the detector model, and those tests have been successful."

Hearing Griffin's confidence, Vivienne felt a measure of relief. "Any other business at the base?"

Griffin picked up on her subtext, replying, "Nothing more. I've booked a flight, and we'll land in Sea City in three days."

"We?" Vivienne's interest was piqued.

Charlotte was busy with her studies and special training; she had no time to travel.

Griffin was not known for having many friends.

Yet, she was talking about coming to Sea City with "we"!

A bit embarrassed, Griffin's voice lowered on the other end. "It's that Husky. He wouldn't take no for an answer, claiming it was his boss' order to ensure the safety of the special agents. Spouted a whole list of reasons."

Vivienne chuckled, teasingly offering, "If you don't like him, you can always request someone else."

I... Vivienne, you're teasing me

Griffin's voice shifting shyly, Vivienne decided not to push further. "Alright, I'll

"And Anna."

sighed

See you in three days." Vivienne smiled, ending the call with a soft

approached her,

rolled her eyes. "Did he check in

his nose thoughtfully. "Not exactly, but I'm on

at

shook his head. "Just a hunch. Thomas is short on people.

initiative," Vivienne remarked. Then, her phone buzzed with new

in Sea City and gathered the men of

have put in a request with Frostfire Intelligence Agency, looking for the Specter Healer for bone-setting and a back injury. They're willing to pay any price.]

the same message, Percival

her chin in her hand,

her hand, and now you want to stitch it

"Vivienne, as I recall, you're no

course I'm not!

for the bone-setting,

suspected! Money was indeed, above all, in

Vivienne smiled at Percival and scrolled

Boyd family, Theodore, speaking on behalf of Wendy. They invited her, as the head of the Boyd family, to

The host was Patrick.

Vivienne's expression turned contemplative.

lost her hand and already wanted to attend

was old and

Vivienne looked at Percival and asked, "Mr. Wolf, do you think you'll be able to use the item Eliza gave you

me like that, I might have

down Percival's shirt collar, murmuring provocatively, "Then why not use it on me

the rocks, an endless cycle of ebb and flow laced with unspoken