The conversation had taken a turn, and it was clear that light-hearted banter was off the table.

"Vance, let's cut to the chase." Vivienne bit into a strawberry, savoring the burst of sweet, succulent flavor.

Vance sipped his wine, his gaze shifting between Vivienne and Percival.

"Vivienne, what do you know about Percival here?" He asked, nodding subtly towards Percival.

Vivienne tilted her head, eyeing Percival from head to toe. "Inside out," she declared.

Percival nearly choked on his Chardonnay.

What on earth was she talking about?

Were they not here for a formal discussion?

Vance was clearly taken aback, not expecting such a forthright answer from Vivienne.

Nor had Vivienne expected to say it, but seeing Percival's stern and ascetic demeanor, she just could not help herself.

Not everyone could understand the world of someone who cared about looks like she did.

Vance regained his composure and chuckled. "Well then, you must be familiar with his work. I was wondering if you might be interested in joining him professionally?" Percival coughed, glancing at Vance.

Was he suggesting Vivienne join the Vanguard Agency?

Vivienne speared another strawberry with her fork, the juice coating her taste buds in satisfaction.

"Director Vance, are you sure you can afford to hire me?"

Vance in an awkward spot. He flashed a forced

am?" Vivienne leaned back on the

interest to

"Karen's daughter," Vance said.

eyes, and the casual indifference vanished, replaced by an

and you were not, I believe, acquainted," Vivienne

she knew, when her mother was with the Vanguard Agency, her only real ally

naturally a loner, not one to seek out friendships, so the term

Vivienne had never heard of anyone besides

someone Vivienne had barely met in her childhood,

mother's name, wanted to recruit her into the

Wishful thinking, indeed.

set down his wine glass and leaned forward. "I was not exactly close with

of sincerity, piquing Vivienne's interest to

during a live exercise not long after she joined. Lark, Ashen

room for the hostage to be extracted unharmed. I was ready to use a tranquilizer gun, but Lark would not have it. She insisted the hostage not be harmed in any

her mother

Ashen Pigeon was Micah.

story, Karen had said, was to teach Vivienne that no matter what, one should never compromise their principles

getting injured wasn't a compromise. Karen replied that while protecting oneself was crucial, between one's safety and the hostage's, the hostage must come first-that was the creed of a Vanguard Agency

if I were rescuing someone. I'd have the enemy hand them over willingly. Now that's

in

went undercover that I finally understood. Your mother's actions were what every operative

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