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When the convoy of off-road vehicles finally rolled to a stop, the air at the mouth of the alley went dead 

silent. 

The vehicles were lined up in two perfect rows, stretching from the alley entrance all the way out to the highway beyond the township, the end was nowhere in sight. 

The door of the lead vehicle opened. 

Director Harrison stepped out. 

He wasn’t in the grey jacket he usually wore at the office. He was in a sharp, formal suit. 

Behind him were four men in tactical gear, radios clipped to their belts. 

And trailing them were over twenty more people pouring out of two transport vans, the entirety of the agency’s security detail. 

The moment he stepped out, Director Harrison spotted me. 

He stopped in his tracks for a second. 

Then his gaze traveled to the injuries on my face, the dried blood on my palms, my matted hair, and my soaked clothes. 

He didn’t say a word. He walked straight to the trashed car to inspect the damage. 

The seats were shredded, the dash was kicked in, and the contents of the trunk were scattered across the 

dirt. 

He crouched down, picked up the key fob from the ground, and gripped it tight in his fist. 

He stood back up. 

He turned. 

He faced the courtyard full of stunned people. 

“Who did this?” 

Three words. 

す 

His voice wasn’t loud, but the dozens of uniformed men behind him took a synchronized step forward. 

Perfectly in unison. 

Stacy’s knees were the first to give out. 

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She instinctively scrambled back, bumping into Cara. 

“Who… who are you people?” 

Director Harrison ignored her and walked directly to me. 

“Coates, are you alright?” 

“I’m fine.” 

He looked at my hand. 

Then at my knees. 

He took off his suit jacket and draped it over my shoulders. 

“Who hit you?” 

I didn’t answer. 

Director Harrison turned toward the crowd. 

“This car is an official government vehicle from a federal security agency. It’s equipped with reinforced plating and registered under internal, restricted tags. 

He enunciated every syllable. 

“Destroying this vehicle isn’t a matter of just paying for damages.” 

Amber’s face shifted from red to white, then to a sickly shade of grey. 

“No… that’s impossible. This is my husband’s car. I have the photos.” 

Trembling, she pulled out her phone and shoved the pictures toward him. 

Director Harrison took it, glanced at it, and handed it back, 

“Pierce has been in this car before.” 

Amber exhaled in relief. “See? I told you…” 

“Because when he came to the lab to pick up Coates, she let him sit in it a few times.” 

Director Harrison pushed the phone back toward her. 

“But he doesn’t have authorization to use this car. It’s registered to the laboratory, strictly assigned to Eleanor Coates.” 

“Eleanor… Coates?” Amber repeated the name, as if hearing it for the first time. 

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Director Harrison looked at her, his tone devoid of any emotion. 

“Exactly. The mistress’ you’ve been mocking is our agency’s most critical research lead of the last ten 

years.” 

“She married Pierce three years ago. Their marriage is protected under Title 10 National Security Restrictions, and it’s not public record.” 

The yard went utterly, terrifyingly silent. 

Stacy stood there with her mouth hanging open, unable to utter a sound. 

Mr. Albright’s face was locked in place, frozen in his last expression. 

Cara was still holding her phone up, the red recording button still blinking away. 

Amber stood dead still. 

She was wearing a pristine white wedding dress, her makeup flawless. 

But she looked like someone who’d just been shoved off a skyscraper. 

“What did you say?” 

“What… what are you talking about?” 

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