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Chapter_601
The “Destruction Plan” was the ill-fated op that Karen led with the Vanguard Agency’s elite squad,
ending in a devastating failure.
After the mission’s collapse, Lark went AWOL, Micah vanished into obscurity, and Vance Edwards went
deep undercover while the rest of the special squad was nearly wiped out.
Years later, Lark’s deputy team leader, Daphne, met a mysterious end.
Lark herself ended it all with a supposed suicide.
Due to the tragic consequences of the mission, the “Destruction Plan” was classified as top secret by
the headquarters, never to be spoken of again.
For years, Percival had been itching to unravel the whole story, but his clearance level was far from
sufficient.
Now, however, no longer being a part of the Vanguard Agency, he found himself with more freedom to
act.
Vance rubbed his temples, his voice grave. “You should know that even with my clearance, I can’t
access those files.”
“You just need to give me the “Destruction Plan” code. I know you remember it better than anyone.”
The past haunted every surviving member, and Vance had once climbed to the rank of second-in-
command at the Sea City Vanguard Agency HQ.
He definitely had access to the detailed case files and that unforgettable sequence of numbers.
Vance hesitated. “You’re asking me to make a mistake.”
“You’ve done it before, Vance. It’s important to me.”
Silence stretched on the other end of the line before Vance finally spoke, “245214216589.”
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After getting the information, Percival hung up and entered the code into his computer.
Seconds later, the connected printer whirred to life, detailing the “Destruction Plan” documents.
Vivienne picked up the report, scrutinizing every word, imprinting them in her memory.
For years, she had hacked into the Vanguard Agency’s secure servers seeking the “Destruction Plan”
files but always hit a wall at the final encryption.
No doubt, this was Karen’s handiwork.
No matter how skilled the hacker, without the correct file code, the documents remained unseen.
And a wrong input would trigger a counter-hack sequence, pinpointing the intruder’s location within a
second.
Thus, Vivienne had never succeeded—until now.
Percival slid over, handing Vivienne a glass of juice, and said, “How’s it looking?”
“Strange.” She passed the papers to Percival and began rapidly typing on her microcomputer.
Percival’s printer came to life once more. Standing up, he compared the new printouts with the old; his
gaze turned icy.
One was the original operation trajectory of the “Destruction Plan.”
The other was the only remaining document after Karen’s “suicide,” clearly showing GTO’s movements
during the “Destruction Plan.”
The routes matched almost perfectly.
Time-stamped analysis revealed it wasn’t the Vanguard Agency chasing GTO but rather GTO
ambushing the special squad!
It proved that the intel on GTO’s location provided to the “Destruction Plan” was a sham!
The plan was a calculated, swift annihilation of the Vanguard Agency’s special squad, orchestrated by
an insider in cahoots with GTO!
Percival’s face was as cold as ice. With such blatant evidence, no wonder Lark never returned to the
Vanguard Agency.
She must have realized there was a mole within their ranks.
Vivienne turned another page, her finger tracing a red line on the map. “This route? My mom led the
first squad to safety along it.”
Percival clenched the document, his knuckles white. “It’s because of this decision that most of the first
squad survived, though they eventually walked into an ambush. Still, it was a better fate than the total
loss of the other squads.”
“But it’s also because of her decision that the Agency suspected her, leading to the relentless pursuit,”
Vivienne added, pointing at an image of the squad’s uniform. “Our pursuers wore this. I remember.”
Her words tightened Percival’s chest.
He remembered.
Karen had trusted only him and Micah within the Vanguard Agency.
Despite being hunted from all sides, she never revealed to Percival who was after her.
Now it seemed clear—if Karen had shared the truth, it might have unleashed a storm of blood and
betrayal within the Vanguard Agency, and whether Percival would have survived was anybody’s guess.
Back then, his power was not yet fully developed, and even Karen was in dire straits. The truth
remained buried.
But Percival had never imagined that someone within the Agency had also been gunning for Karen!
The two sat in silence, the weight of revelations heavy in the air.
Percival turned over the last page of the dossier with a sense of dread. There, in meticulous
handwriting, was the detailed operation plan.
Lark was to lead the strike team in a raid, Ashen Pigeon was in charge of logistics, and Sky was the
mastermind responsible for command and control.
Percival’s eyes lingered on the name signed at the bottom of the document.
[Noah.] Content of Draмąոovels.com
Vivienne saw the name, too, and she felt a peculiar interest in the name Noah.
Percival narrowed his eyes. “Vivienne, I need to see Vance.”
“Okay, see you tomorrow,” Vivienne said, giving Percival a quick peck on the cheek before leaving with
a smile.
After watching Vivienne go, Percival arranged to meet Vance at a tea house owned by the Ellington
Group.
“What do you need?” Vance inquired as he settled into his seat.
Percival slid the document with Noah’s signature across the table to Vance. “When the Vanguard
Agency was getting hammered by GTO, didn’t you take any measures in response?”
Vance was taken aback that Percival had singled out Noah’s name. After all, throughout the document,
Noah had only one signature, while the rest bore the mark of Vance’s command.
