"I'm Storm 35 from Department H, and I'm sorry I didn't make it on time," Erins stated. "I had to put down some others outside," he revealed.
"Did Miss Havishma put you up to this?" Scarlett asked
The purple-haired man nodded. He winced and crashed on the ground, gripping his injured abdomen.
"Are you okay?" She rushed out of the room and returned with a first aid kit which she used to stop the bleeding.
Erins turned to the assailant whom they had earlier tied down. "Who did you pissed off that want you dead?"
She shrugged and rose to her feet. "I don't know, I'm sure I've been pretty good and friendly to everyone," she said. "I rarely even go out."
"Clearly not everyone."
The door opened and Madeline along with some other ARCHER agents entered the house. "Scarlett, are you okay…" she let her words trail off as she caught a slight of the sky-blue-haired woman standing tall over the Storm agent whom she had just patched up his wound.
"You seem pretty fine for someone who just rang an alarm," Madeline said.
"This agent got here in time and helped me."
Erins turned to Madeline Gurley and slightly bowed his head. "Miss Havishma instructed me to keep a close eye and protect Scarlett."
"Oh, interesting," Madeline replied while inching forward. "We restrained the men you knocked out outside and have sent them in for investigation."
"But since you have been watching her I suppose you have at least an idea of who's behind this?"
The Storm agent remained quiet for a moment before shaking his head no. "I'm not sure."
The head of ARCHER hummed and turned to face Scarlett. "Why don't you move into Department H until we catch the person responsible?"
"Yeah, I'll do that."
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Nato's Intensive Care unit.
Ada stepped into the section, knowing the place well, she simply found her way to the room where Hailey was being treated. The room the mad engineer was kept in was surrounded by a glass and Ada could only see her by standing on the outside.
"How badly injured is she?" She asked a Blue agent who was walking by.
The agent stopped and glanced at the red-haired lady lying on a bed inside the compartment before replying. "Not that bad," she replied. "I believe she's only unconscious at the moment and should be up any moment now."
Ada turned back to look at Hailey and let out a soft exhale. She slipped her hand into her pocket and made her way out of the place.
Just as Ada walked out, Miss Havishma entered the intensive section with Sox following behind her. The Blue agent who had informed Percy about Jesselyn led the head of Department H to where the brown-haired lady was kept.
"What is so urgent that I had to come all the way here?" The Blue agent handed a tablet to Miss Havishma and cleared her throat.
"I was running some test on her yesterday and I found particles of the Z-syrup in her," he revealed.
Miss Havishma's eyes widened as she swipe through the device she was holding. "How? How did that happen? Why does she have the Z-syrup in her body?"
The agent panicked for a moment before speaking again. "I--- I asked one of the doctors here and he revealed that she was the victim of an attack and lost a lot of blood so she was given some by Storm 01, they claimed he was a 'perfect match' for her."
The shock on Miss Havishma's face faded and she shook her head disappointed. "Move her somewhere secure and have your team study more on her, if she survived this long with the Z-syrup running through her veins, then there's something, no one else should know about this," she ordered.
"Understood ma'am."
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Madrid, Spain.
Chapta led the dark-haired man into her mansion in the country and up to her room. As they traversed the house, Rohan noticed that the building he was in was no different from the previous mansion he woke up in, it was as if it copied and pasted.
The brown-haired lady noticed this and smiled. "Whatever you're thinking, it's correct," she said. "Both the mansion in London and this one are exactly the same."
"Why?"
"Makes for easier movement around the place, because I'm already familiar with it," she revealed. "Now come, we have only a few hours before the event starts."
"What event?"
"Did I not tell you?"
The dark-haired man replied by shaking his head no. "Shoot, well I'll tell you about it when we get ready."
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"I didn't catch any of that," Rohan said to the brown-haired lady who was taking a shower.
The door to the bathroom opened and Chapta stepped out with a towel covering her body. "This would have been a lot easier if you had just taken the shower with me."
"Right, maybe next time."
She sighed and began speaking. "It's my dad's 87th birthday today and all of his children have to go, he made it mandatory."
"You have siblings?"
She stopped and turned to the dark-haired man. "I've been yapping all about it in the shower and you didn't hear anything, unbelievable."
"Sorry?"
"Whatever," she continued. "I have six other siblings, two adopted, and each of them runs their own group, except the two adopted… the point is," she paused and veered around.
The dark-haired man had his back to Chapta as he struggled to fix his necktie. "Are you even listening to whatever I'm saying?" She asked.
"Huh?" He turned to her and let out a deep breath. "I got a bit of it, I'm just having a hard time putting this tie on."
She sighed and inched closer to him. "Lemme help."
"As I was saying," she continued while fixing his tie. "For the past three months my dad has been pestering me to find a man and get married already, claims that all my siblings have already, and I either get one or he'll give the Faintpin group to someone else, can you believe that."
"He's right you know, you're not getting any younger," Rohan stated.
The brown-haired woman paired into the agent's eyes for a moment before smiling. "Increíble, you have no idea, do you?"
"What?"
"I'm taking you with me to be that man my dad wants me to get," she revealed.
Rohan held her stare for a moment before speaking. "No," he replied. "I don't think it's a good idea… my face is all over the planet as a wanted criminal."
Chapta finished tying the necktie and then placed both her hands on his chest. "I told you, just put on the glasses, leave your hair down and no one's gonna notice it's you."
The dark-haired man opened his mouth to speak but the leader of the Faintpin group planted a kiss on the side of his lips. "It's non-negotiable, consider it the payment for damaging my car," she said before returning to what she was doing.
"So I'm getting married for destroying your car?"
"Si, and we'll live happily ever after."
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