At the Secret Service center,
Anya met Senon at the parking lot and went upstairs in the elevator while speaking about his upcoming session court. After briefing about the status, Senon mused stepping out of the elevator on the fifth floor with Anya. "What parcel could summon Skye to the office today?"
Instead of quenching his curiosity, Anya let out a long hum, "I like this tangy flavor." Then she sucked on the candy as they entered the vast room with a lollipop in her mouth.
Senon grinned at her acknowledgment before his eyes fell on the group of humans looking at them in disbelief… To be more precise, they were looking at Anya.
He tilted his head to take a look behind them. He almost choked on his candy, "What the… He isn't who I'm thinking. Is he?" He was bemused at his sight.
Pale, Miles Johnson was lying on the bed, alive with untreated wounds and broken bones. He was barely recognizable after a week without food and sunlight.
Luna faked a shudder rolling down her body while watching Anya who looked too innocent with a candy in her mouth and a faint pout of her pink lips. "I had thought you were a sweet introverted girl." She glanced at the man who was connected to oxygen, a pulse-monitoring machine, and an IV.
"How the hell did you come up with such an idea in a short time?" She asked in bewilderment, pointing at the wooden box in the corner.
Anya glanced at Paxton who was trying to take in her plan. Melvin was wide-eyed. Axel looked more disturbed than Jackson.
The two spies who brought the parcel and the other cops who do miscellaneous jobs looked horrified.
Her eyes settled on Jason who had a smug smile. She pointed her left-hand forefinger at him and glanced at everyone.
Jason had a mission in Country X about a decade ago. He had shipped the criminal in a wooden box with oxygen supply and an IV filled with water, connected to the mouth. She just recreated it.
Everyone turned to Jason hearing Anya mention Jason's mission. They believed Jason was capable of much worse torture, so they visibly cooled down. And Miles Johnson was going to live with nightmares.
Luna remarked getting over the images of unpacking of the wooden box, "No doubt he is our chief."
Paxton continued looking at Anya, "And no doubt you are the deputy." He had truly believed Miles Johnson was dead until he saw with his eyes.
The Team Ace members helplessly smiled walking out of the room. They still couldn't believe Anya was able to pull that trick and bring Miles alive to Narnia. They were impressed by their chief and deputy.
Jackson first assimilated that the harmless-looking lady was capable of massacring and shipping a man like a good. Well, she is getting the presidential award for a reason. He watched her in admiration when she entered inside.
She was wearing a chunky knitted pullover with warm tights and a short skirt. She had completed her look with Ankle length boots and wavy hair framing her petite face. She looked cute in his eyes.
He met Anya's eyes and redness painted his ears in embarrassment. He had been with Alvin's men for seven days. They treated him well and he learned about Alvin's business and his protectiveness over Anya.
Well, he felt like a boy in front of Alvin and understood why she called him a boy. Scratching his head in awkwardness, he greeted her, "Officer Owen."
Anya nodded at the young man and signaled Axel to get Jackson to the office room. After thanking the spies who retrieved the parcel and delivered it, she spoke to the doctor about Miles Johnson's health and followed Jason.
Jason curiously asked, "What about the people who were on Miles Johnson's flight?" Oddly, he felt like Anya couldn't sacrifice innocent people - Pilots and air-hostess.
A silly smile flashed on Anya's face. She fished her mobile out and played a video for Jason.
Jason received the mobile and she briefed, "The tall man who went with Miles Johnson's secretary is a Narnia spy in country E. Everyone jumped off the aircraft before the plane even left the city." Miles Johnson's plan came in handy. Thus nobody was in the plane when it exploded.
Jason watched the video in which three men and a lady were locked in a room. When other officers' actions and plans feel mundane, Anya never failed to surprise him in every mission.
Anya continued, "There are chances the organization is still keeping an eye on the airport so I didn't arrange their return. We will need a secretary here. He is closely involved in every illegal work of Miles Johnson."
She breathed a soft sigh, "I'm hoping either him or Miles Johnson to speak about the second agent."
Jason paused at her words and turned to her. Miles and his secretary are alive, a small torture could get them the truth. So he couldn't understand, "Then why are you training Axel for the university?" He asked for clarity.
Anya opened a mail from her mobile to show some pictures. "Captain David has noticed suspicious foreigners arriving at the university from the time I have returned. They are disguised as students and professors. We need to keep an eye on them and confirm if there are more agents."
Jason nodded understanding they were stuck with the notorious criminal organization who might not leave their back soon. He patted her shoulder, "Good Job, Officer Owen." He walked away some steps before recalling Anya's promotion. He corrected himself. "Deputy."
Anya shook her head resignedly. She went to take care of Jackson who was pretty much in danger if he resumes his previous life.
Her whole day passed while explaining about the danger and how they have to live with a new identity in a new city but under the radar of cops to keep them safe.
He and his family retorted at first to leave behind their life but agreed eventually as being alive was more important than anything else. After assuring them, Anya shifted them to the temporary safe house for the time being.
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At six in the evening, Anya yawned dragging her feet inside the mansion. But she gasped in shock when rows of ladies and men greeted her in unison, "Hello Mrs.Matthews."
Quickly composing herself, Anya looked at the mini shopping center in the living hall, hallway, and drawing room. Before she could react, an excited voice came from upstairs, "Momma…"
Zane beamed, hugging her back as he briefed, "Momma... Since you were busy, Dad arranged everything in the home for you." He looked at the people and added, "They are waiting for you since the afternoon."
Anya felt bad for those people. She looked up feeling the gaze of her husband who looked stunning even in slacks and sweatshirts. She sighed, "Alvin, I have to wear a uniform tomorrow." The next day was her award ceremony. Even if she doesn't have to uniform, she had many clothes in the closet.
Instead of Alvin, a lady spoke pulling out a white shirt and black pants, "Mrs.Matthews, your new set of tailored uniform."
Anya: "…"
Her old uniform was in perfect condition as she don't wear it often. The only difference was the fabric of the uniform. The new set looked rich, smooth, and simply exquisite.
She wanted to scold her husband for wasting money on unnecessary things but knowing it was the surprise Alvin was talking about, she held on to her emotions and accepted the gift.
"And the shoes?" Anya probed.
Then the same salesperson pointed at the custom-made expensive branded boots. "Mrs. Matthews, your shoes."
Anya didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
Is this the life of the rich?
Finding ways to spend money?
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