Vivienne and Percival's paperwork went through without a hitch. After a quick lunch, they wrapped up all the formalities within half an hour and collected the various IDs and permits issued by the authorities. The newlyweds' first stop was to drive to the HK Penitentiary.

After some restructuring by the Vanguard Agency, several convicts had been transferred from their previous underground cells to these more secure facilities.

Now, they were housed alongside traitors to the state and suspects involved in particularly heinous crimes.

The security was so tight, a fly couldn't buzz through the air without being zapped by one of the hidden laser guns in the corners.

It was Vivienne's first visit to this prison, and she discreetly looked around, the green light strips on the floor giving her the sensation of walking through the corridors of a high-tech spaceship from a sci-fi blockbuster.

"Are we going to send the criminals we catch to this place from now on?" Vivienne suddenly asked, turning to look at Percival.

The man nodded without hesitation, "The number of turncoats within the Vanguard Agency has the higher-ups on edge. From now on, all prisoners captured by any special division will be detained here. Without a pass from the top brass, no one is allowed to transfer them out."

meant the leader

intrigue passed through

they spoke, they were led to the cell where Whitford Abernathy

prominent figure in an international crime syndicate, he was now isolated in a sterile, silver room. He was in a standard-issue gray jumpsuit, with black electronic shackles on his wrists. He barely glanced up at

narrowed his eyes slightly and gestured

cushy compared to your brother, Cormac. He spent over a

numb to react, his face finally showing a hint of emotion, "You've seen Cormac?" Vivienne nodded as if it were the most natural thing in the

You think you can take someone from the head of the Abernathy family? Such big talk for a

"The 'care' you're talking about, is that being exiled to a small mountain

tone in Percival's voice halted

Emrys 'Dad.' I bet he doesn't even remember he has a real brother. Whitford, you know the guards posted around

brother was his soft spot. As Vivienne's voice trailed off, he threw aside his work and grabbed the bars, "What

families," Vivienne didn't come right out with it but began recounting what she'd learned, "You colluded with Harrison to steal

pupils dilated, his knee-jerk reaction,

was unwilling to betray

her head, her beautiful eyes meeting

affectionately ruffling her hair. He pulled out a walkie-talkie from his sleeve, his voice cool

Soon after.

remembered her mentor saying that the initial batch of serum had been sold off and was now primarily in the hands of

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