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 who oversaw

of intrigue passed

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

figure in an international crime syndicate, he was now isolated in a sterile, silver room. He was in a standard-issue gray jumpsuit, with

narrowed his eyes slightly and gestured for the

observation window, "You've got it cushy compared to your brother, Cormac. He

blood fell, but he was too 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 world, "I have.

dab at the blood, his voice resolute, "Gavin promised to look after Cormac. You think you can take someone from the head of the Abernathy family? Such big talk for a little girl.

about, is that being exiled to a small

tone in Percival's voice

he has a real brother. Whitford, you know the guards posted around your brother in that village can't even hold their own against the least competent of my

had no one else he cared about, his brother was his soft spot. As Vivienne's voice trailed off, he

Harrison to steal the Littleton family's pharmaceutical formulas, and conspired with Emrys to bring ruin to

dilated, his knee-jerk reaction, "Impossible, don't even think about

Whitford was unwilling to

tilted her head, her beautiful eyes

hair. He pulled out a

Soon after.

initial batch of serum had

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