At the fitness training hall of the Secret Service Bureau,
'Pow… Pow… Pow…'
Luna, Senon, and Melvin watched Anya punching and kicking the sandbag for half an hour. Beads of sweat were rolling down her chin and dropping to the floor. Her breathing was getting heavier as the time passed. Despite her knuckles being wrapped in boxing wraps, her skin had turned bright red as if the blood would seep out any second.
Anya succeeded in calming her down but they could clearly see she wasn't fine and how much she was disturbed.
Disgruntled, Senon mumbled, without hiding his displeasure, "I was expecting Skye would be back and we will work side by side."
Luna and Melvin hummed together. Due to the high-level classified mission of Anya, they hardly got to meet her in the past two years. Anya always spoke over phones or she would assist them in their task. Thus they had looked forward to spending and working more time with her. They sighed, unwilling to let her go.
"Anya, it's time." A cold voice rang at the entrance of the hall.
Anya held the punching bag without turning to the door. She knew it could be her last day as a member of Team Ace.
Luna, Senon, and Melvin turned to Jason. They had numerous times seen Jason angry, overbearing, cold but very rare at Anya as she always stayed ahead of their expectations.
The whole evening, night to dawn… they hoped Jason would appear and say Anya doesn't have to leave or he found a solution to the broken rule. Nothing happened.
Anya unwrapped the tape as she went to freshen up. She wouldn't let her emotions affect her work. However, she started feeling like she would lose both. Her job and her… love on the same day.
Just a week, why did she have a desire for love?
Standing under the cold shower, a self-mocking smile appeared on her face. She found herself ludicrous. When she is aware she will live on and get over both the job and love when she is certain that she will lead a happy life with her son, why was she feeling suffocated? What right does she have to feel sad?
She blow-dried her wet hair, wore her uniform, and looked at herself in the mirror. She looked exactly like officer Owen when she officially became a member of Team Ace after rigorous training. She was cold, distant, and held no emotions. No pain seemed to faze her.
Nevertheless, she had a faint smile when she reached her table in the office, "What's with the forlorn look?"
Senon removed his lollipop from his mouth and cursed, "I wish the mission will never be solved." That way Anya will be part of Team Ace.
The other three: "…"
Senon watched the three eyes on him. He realized he wasn't cursing the mission but Anya. It would be the incompetence of an officer if she fail to wrap up her mission.
Senon was frustrated, "Argh… I didn't mean that. Taking Skye's track record, she probably cracked everything down. She will definitely conclude today." Thus it could be her last day.
The other two hummed with nods accepting Senon's second statement. So far Anya never extended her mission. So they were more confident in her than themselves.
Anya shook her head and stood in the center of the hall looking at three who had abandoned their work the whole morning. "I will come back…"
Senon shot up on his feet and squealed, "Really!!!!?" He wanted to hear whatever happened on the previous day was all a joke. Luna and Melvin got their hopes back.
"Err…" Anya pointed at her desk, "To- collect- my- things." She completed her line under their anticipating gazes. She hadn't expected them to be so affected by her departure. She wished Paxton was present to snap at them and put their attention on their work.
Senon's shoulder slacked and sat back on his chair. Luna snorted as she swiveled the chair to face her computer. Melvin's lips failed to arc. His lips were pressed to a thin line and gave her thumbs up wishing her the best for the wrap of her mission.
Anya nodded at Melvin and walked out of the office room. The fake faint smile disappeared from her face, making her look unapproachable, cold, and sharp. She was ready to face everything head-on.
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At the private office of the Chief Justice,
The Secret Court is often held at the private office of Chief Justice, next to his living quarters. The area around would always be cleared out to keep everything confidential.
The legal mechanisms of some cases are handled in secrecy because of the sensitive nature of its crime or the people involved in it. The Secret Court hearings are closed to the public. While records of the proceedings are kept, they also are unavailable to the public.
Most of such cases are usually handled by the Secret intelligence working in the favor of the government or nation or citizens. Only the special advocates could represent the suspects or criminals if the summons court proceeds with secret session court.
Alvin brought Linus to the Secret court venue while hearing his countless questions about where they were going. When the car paused by the gates for the security check, Linus saw the chauffeur handing two envelopes to the cops. He questioned Alvin in confusion, "Bro… Are you acquainted with the Chief Justice?"
The window rolled down at the backseats, the cops looked at the two young masters and wrote something on a book.
Alvin glanced at Linus and looked at the rearview mirror. Rob, who was in chauffeur uniform, passed the two letters over his shoulders. Then he proceeded to drive the car inside.
Linus' expression changed as he read the summons. His voice shook when he asked, "B-Bro… how did they get to know you were involved?" He didn't care about himself but Alvin. So he was worried about his brother.
Linus folded the paper and pulled his mobile out, "You should have told me earlier. We should have spoken to dad once."
Alvin didn't respond. The car came to a halt. Rob alighted and opened the door for Linus while Alvin got off at the other side.
Linus alighted the car and immediately blurted out once the call was answered, "Dad, I and bro got summons…" His voice trailed off when he followed Alvin's line of sight.
Harper Johnson was handcuffed, beaten, and looked completely unkempt while standing with the cops and his secretary.
While struggling to get away from the cops' hands, Harper noticed the sinfully gorgeous man standing next to the Rolls Royce. He identified Alvin as he was with Anya and her son. Not just Harper, Captain David, and the other two juniors also identified Alvin.
"Harper Johnson!?" Linus mused looking at Harper's state.
[Linus, I am almost… Harper Johnson?] Bernard's voice sounded in his ear.
Linus and Alvin watched other people on the premises including Kyle Reynolds. Alvin identified the people who destroyed Anya's home, one who kidnapped Anya, and the rest he wasn't aware of.
The three cars smoothly entered the grave, intense scene and came to halt right in front of Rolls Royce.
Linus's eyes widened and hung up the call while looking at his father entering in a low profile. "Dad…" he went up to the second car.
Bernard had huge dark frowns without understanding what was going on. However, as soon as he saw Linus, he calmed down and gave a pat of assurance to Linus, "Relax, Linus." He wouldn't mind staking his selfishness and his life for his son and nephew's livelihood.
Excluding Bernard and Alvin, everyone had various questions and expressions. Many were in fear, some were in confusion, and some were angry too.
Bernard looked at Alvin and inside the car, "Where is Anya?" He asked in a low voice to Linus.
Linus turned to Alvin before shaking his head. Zane had told him Anya was out on emergency work. Hence he shook his head, "Is she also summoned?"
Bernard shrugged, "Let's get in."
Linus went with Bernard while Alvin searched for the woman as he followed the two.
Bernard's car had just parked aside when the Jeep Compass entered, grabbing everyone's attention. Jason got off the jeep and tossed the keys to the guard to park it.
Bernard's expression haltered as soon his eyes fell on Jason. They had met a few times in high-level confidential meetings, Jason was the most efficient of every officer for his age. Bernard hadn't expected Secret Service Team Ace to be involved in this case.
Jason ignored everyone and entered the building. Before everyone could resume, the Mercedes-Benz G63 Wagon majestically entered the scene at last.
"Bro… That's your car." It was easy to guess as the armored Mercedes Benz was the only one in the country.
Unlike the cars that parked away from the building, Mercedes continued to move ahead. As it came closer, many easily guessed who was in the car. A few cops and the guards naturally approached the car.
The car came to a halt right in front of the building where Jason had alighted the car. As soon as the car door opened, most people were in shock, while one admired the woman.
Alvin watched the slender leg wearing black lace-up boots step out. The black slim-fit trousers made her look taller. The black leather waist holster had a black cold metal gun of a top-notch model.
The crisp, white shirt looked sophisticated yet unyielding. A solid black tie was in a perfect knot around the shirt collar. Her stern look was completed with her hair tied in a french braid leaving no strand of hair to hover around her bare face.
The gasps filled the air when Anya stepped out of the car. Bernard's silent gasp was because of the badge on her white shirt. It was the same as Jason was wearing. Linus gasped because he was shocked to know Young Mommy was an officer.
The cops who worked under Anya gasped in admiration of her job. Bernard's secretaries discerned that Anya was a spy in the secretariat.
However, Alvin's lips curled looking at his Little Donut in her uniform. The car behind her perfectly suited her feisty personality, job, and tough style.
That smile flattered when he noticed her bone-chilling gray eyes. She looked as if she had nothing to do with anybody.
The cops who didn't bother to wish or salute the president started to report to Anya when she closed the door. She opened the back seat door to collect some files and evidence.
"Officer Owen, the file you asked for."
"Officer Owen, I have brought the footage you mentioned."
"Officer Owen, the matron and girl will reach in ten minutes."
Anya placed her blazer on her arm and carried all the files inside. While the other cops followed her, continuing to report.
Linus pointed at Anya and looked at Alvin, "Bro… Young Mommy…" It was hard to say if Linus was just shocked as he had very complicated expressions, unable to fathom the situation completely.
Bernard couldn't believe he chose Anya as a weak link and easy to handle for his selfish plan. He was yet to digest Anya's arrival and her identity when his eyes fell on a car. He recognized Mr. Wright's car in the parking lot. His brows quivered.
Now, only the calm-looking one was Alvin who was displeased. Because his Little Donut didn't glance at him even once.
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