"Oh," Karen muttered under her breath, realization dawning on her. So this was the infamous Gillian.

The incredibly foolish idiot!

It wasn't surprising she described her that way; in Karen's eyes, Gillian was just that.

Stupid, despicable, and needing a beating!

How had Vivienne not knocked her lights out?

Gillian, hands clutched around her neck, took several deep breaths, cursing under her breath at Thomas for being such a brute with no chivalry.

After a moment, she finally turned her attention to Karen.

The legendary former captain of the Vanguard Agency, known as Lark.

And, as fate would have it, Vivienne's mother!

Gillian narrowed her eyes. "Who the hell are you? This is the secret Vanguard Agency prison! You think you can just waltz in here as you please? Thomas, let me tell you, you're in for a punishment! Don't think just because Vance told me to stay out of Vanguard Agency's business that I can't deal with you!"

Before Gillian could finish, Karen lunged forward, gripping Gillian's throat tightly.

She slammed her against the wall, feet dangling, struggling in vain.

Even Thomas, standing aside, was taken aback by how swiftly Karen had acted.

Gillian was gasping for air, on the verge of passing out.

"Dying is easy, and I could help you with that," Karen's voice was as cold as the Arctic.

Gillian, twice throttled, was furious but no match for Karen. She wanted to fight back, but a twisted smile crossed her face instead. "Go ahead, kill me! Let's see if you dare!"

lips curled into a smirk, her free hand tracing Gillian's contorted face, her fingertip

tinge, "Don't rush. What's so scary about death? The real terror is wanting

on her face, a

- a

Gillian to the floor with controlled force. The fall drew blood and broke a few ribs, but nothing more

spoke, "By the way, this is the Vanguard Agency's secret prison. If

couldn't help but

think she stood taller

would dare cross

had been a choice of preference, not a

the Agency would've rolled

of this secret prison, and Karen could

in the highest confidentiality at headquarters, her medals enough

was merely an adherence to the

Thomas and then left

as simple as he seemed, and she suspected there

Thomas, not wanting to linger, left Gillian to

while to regain her composure, gasping for air before standing

Vivienne. When would this mother-and-daughter

her chest, Gillian stumbled into

"What, they've changed the

pill. "Look

up? Tsk, poor thing," Flynn said, catching the pill and swallowing

had he ingested it than his brow furrowed tightly,

her brow

Truly horrifying.

wondered what they were all

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