The storm outside was raging, its howling winds and pounding rain enough to race any heart. Tanya worried for the little boat she had been working on, afraid that the tempest might tear it apart or sweep it off into the merciless sea. All her hard work would be for naught. Yet, stepping outside was out of the question. She could easily be swept away herself to a watery grave.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the world, the sun was shining, and the breeze was mild.
Lisbeth made her way to the sanatorium. "Agent A, I've got good news. We've concocted the antidote."
Agent A lit up his eyes like fireworks. "Give me that antidote, quick."
Lisbeth stood to the side, her gaze icy as winter frost.
"I can give it to you," she said, "But I've got a condition."
"What's the catch?"
"Tell me where Raines is," Lisbeth demanded.
Agent A let out a snort, the corner of his mouth curling into a sardonic smile. "Do you have a crush on that guy? Planning to double-cross me and the boss?"
Lisbeth produced a small vial from her pocket, its crimson liquid swirling inside.
"The antidote's right here. Spill the beans, and it's yours. As long as Raines is safe, you can leave without a scratch."
Agent A twitched his face, a vein throbbing with tension. "You think I'm an idiot? If Raines comes back, do you think I'd have a snowball's chance in hell?"
"If you don't tell me where he is, I'll spill the beans to Leopold right now, let him know you're a fraud," threatened Lisbeth.
Agent A clenched his jaw hard enough to crack a molar. "You breathe a word, and Raines is as good as dead."
Lisbeth hummed lowly. "You're lying there like a broken doll. Do you think you can still pull strings? I reckon the boss has written you off. Otherwise, why has no one come looking for you? To him, you're just another pawn sacrificed."
His complexion turned a sickly shade. "You're getting too bold for your good. Are you itching for a death wish?"
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