The Million-Dollar Heart novel Chapter 919

In the dimly lit room perched atop an old, weathered building, the chief commander, a figure of authority and precision, watched intently through the scope of his high-powered sniper rifle. His target had just wandered into view, and a moment of hesitation flickered in his eyes.

What a predicament.

Knocking on the door of a seemingly abandoned house, Percival called out with a tone cold as the night, "Anybody home? We seem to have lost our way and could really use a glass of water."

As he spoke, his hand casually brushed against the pistol tucked in his belt. Vivienne, following closely behind, mirrored his actions.

Creeeak—the door slowly opened, revealing a rugged man with sun-kissed skin and clothes that had seen better days. His face, though marked with traces of hardship, lit up with a warm, genuine smile at the sight of Vivienne and Percival.

Percival was taken aback, not expecting anyone to actually answer. Subtly, he returned his weapon to its holster.

Back in his vantage point, the chief commander's sharp gaze didn't miss a beat. The moment he had spotted Vivienne, he had made a discreet call, ensuring her safety despite the tension that bubbled beneath the surface.

If it were up to him, Vivienne wouldn't have stood a chance. But orders were orders, and with a heavy sigh, he lowered his rifle, murmuring to himself, "Let them have their water, then send them on their way."

The rugged man, now aware of his orders through the earpiece, chuckled softly, "You folks sure are a long way from home, huh? Let me get you that water."

Percival and Vivienne nodded in thanks, their eyes scanning the interior of the modest home. It was a simple place, lacking in luxury but not in necessity.

Pouring water into two disposable cups, the man handed them over. Percival took a sip, then asked, "Does every house around here have someone living in it? It's broad daylight, yet the streets are deserted."

The man paused, the voice in his ear guiding him. "Oh, everyone's probably out working the fields, trying to make ends meet."

Vivienne's sharp gaze didn't miss a beat, but they were yet to gather enough intel. Despite the lurking danger, it wasn't time to leave.