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?"

an awkward spot. He flashed a forced smile.

am?" Vivienne leaned back on

of great interest to my upper echelons. But I'm only interested in one thing." Vivienne did not respond, her gaze dropping

"Karen's daughter," Vance said.

glint flashed in Vivienne's eyes, and

I believe, acquainted," Vivienne said calmly, her tone

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

loner, not one to seek out friendships, so the term 'friend' applied to

stories, Vivienne had

Percival, was someone Vivienne had barely

her mother's name, wanted

Wishful thinking, indeed.

forward. "I was not exactly

hint of sincerity, piquing Vivienne's interest to hear

joined the agency. She was stubborn, and so was I. We'd often butt heads, especially during a live exercise not

not be harmed in any way. We argued, but ultimately, Ashen Pigeon sided

mother telling her this

Ashen Pigeon was Micah.

purpose of sharing this story, Karen had said, was to teach Vivienne that no matter what, one should

between one's safety and the hostage's, the hostage must come first-that was the creed of a

confidently told her mother, "I'd make sure never to get hurt if I were rescuing someone. I'd

was young and hot-headed. I didn't see the point in Lark's actions. I thought

finally understood. Your mother's actions were what every operative should aspire

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