𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 | 𝐅. 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐒

𝟸𝟽. 𝚂𝙽𝙴𝙰𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙾 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙿𝙰𝚁𝚃𝚈

𝚃𝚘: 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙳𝙴𝚁𝚂
𝙵𝚛𝚘𝚖: 𝙿𝟻𝟷𝟹𝟾𝟸𝟻𝙷
𝙳𝚊𝚝𝚎: 𝟶𝟾𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟷

𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙿𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝚃𝚆𝙴𝙽𝚃𝚈-𝚂𝙴𝚅𝙴𝙽: 𝚂𝙽𝙴𝙰𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙸𝙽𝚃𝙾 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙿𝙰𝚁𝚃𝚈

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"So, what, you just let her go?" Diego asked Five.

Five was pacing around the room while Lila was treating Diego's wound. "Well, Vanya had a lot to process." Five sighed. "She'll come around. I know she will."

"What about the guys that went after her?"

"The Swedes?"

"Yeah, I mean, how do you know they won't go after her again?"

"We don't."

Elliott came back with cups of coffee and gave one to Lila while the other one to Five. Lila gladly accepted and sipped her coffee. "Mm, any idea who sent them?"

"Oh, I have my suspicions." Five answered with a smile and sat down on his seat. "But right now, our priority is finding Dad and getting answers, 'cause everything else depends on it."

"Which, for the record, I found him already," Diego told Five.

"And then let him go before we could have a meaningful conversation."

"He stabbed me." Diego reasoned.

Five scoffed. "I'm surprised he waited this long, Diego. We've all had the urge."

Lila laughed while Elliott chuckled. Lila raised her hand, waiting for a high five from Five. "Good one." Five stared at her before ignoring her and looking back at Diego. "Good thing I know where dad's gonna be tonight." Five gave Diego the invitation he found back at Reginald's place while Lila frowned and lowered her hand down.

"Where'd you get this?" Diego asked.

"Found it at his office while he was busy stabbing you."

Diego chuckled sarcastically before rolling his eyes and looking back at the invitation. "Hoyt Hillenkoetter and the Consulate General of Mexico in Dallas cordially invite you to a gala."

Elliott gasped and widened his eyes. "Woah, wait. Hoyt Hillenkoetter? Are you serious?"

"You know him?" Five asked.

Lila gasped when she read the invitation. "We should go. Says there's gonna be a seafood tower."

"No, Hillenkoetter is... is one of the Majestic Twelve," Elliott said.

"The hell is the Majestic Twelve?" Diego questioned.

"It's... a secret committee. Uh, scientists, military, uh, deep state." Elliott walked over to his table full of his research and looked for something. "No one knows what they really do."

"Wait, so they're government?"

"Shadow government. Yeah, Kennedy was the first president to try to push 'em into the light, but these guys are not to be trifled with. Ah, right here." Elliott found something and placed it down on the coffee table, showing it to everyone. "This, uh... Oh, right here." he tapped his finger on someone's face on the picture. "That's Hoyt right there."