The Million-Dollar Heart

Mara finally came to, her return to consciousness accompanied by the cold, hard reality of the floor beneath her and an awkward blush creeping across her cheeks.

Vivienne, having just finished checking Karen's pupils for any irregularities, heard Mara stir and casually tossed her a smartphone.

"Didn't forget our chat from last night, did you?"

Mara pushed herself upright, a thread of hope in her voice. "So, if I help you out, we're square?"

Vivienne chuckled while adjusting Karen's blanket, her gaze still fixed on Mara. "You should get it straight, Mara. You're helping yourself."

Mara paused, the warning in Vivienne's words chilling her to the bone. She dropped to her knees, desperation quivering in her voice. "Vivienne, please, I'm begging you. Save my brother. I'll do anything, work day and night, anything at all. I had no choice!"

Vivienne perched herself on the edge of Karen's bed, her eyes dancing with amusement at Mara's plea. "And what exactly can you offer me in terms of service?"

Mara bit her lip, words failing her.

Compared to Vivienne, she felt utterly powerless.

Watching Mara's flustered attempts at negotiation, Vivienne lost interest in prolonging the conversation. "Keep your nose clean, follow my instructions, and once your treatment is done, I'll see to it that you keep your life."

Mara's tears, unbidden, streamed down her face. "My brother's stuck in some godforsaken asylum in M State, Vivienne. It's a loony bin! For the love of all that's holy, he never did you wrong. Please, get him out. He's all the family I've got left in this world!"

Vivienne nearly laughed at the absurdity of it all.

What did that have to do with her?

Was she expected to forgive and go out of her way to rescue Huxley just because he'd never crossed her?

Ridiculous.

Disinterested, Vivienne's voice turned icy. "Do as I say, or not even you will make it out alive."

she stood

floor, a

fate was sealed.

caught between a rock and

been watching the drama unfold

straits, shouldn't self-preservation

Willa couldn't understand it.

wouldn't hesitate. Even if it meant choosing between her own life

kicked out of Vanguard Agency by Vance, she needed to find a way out of this mess fast

grovel. She wouldn't be cast aside after

moment, her phone suddenly

up, "Boss, is

"It's Mara."

heart sank. "What do

"I... I killed someone."

again?" Gillian scoffed. "You, a killer? If you

it. What now? I've pinned it on Aaron, but Vivienne will trace it back to me. Please, get

I lie? If Vivienne catches me, you're the first name I'll give up. Fix

Mara hung

her contact immediately, "Boss, I shouldn't disturb you,

man's deep voice interrupted, "Mara killed

She double-checked

why was

"Who are you? Where's the

worry about who I am, Gillian. Your

process what had just happened, her phone exploded in

as the phone's remnants scattered on the floor,

beyond repair; its insides turned

collapsed, sweat beading