The underground parking structure beneath Vale Headquarters echoed with the fading sounds of departing vehicles and closing security gates. Fluorescent lights reflected off polished concrete while cool evening air drifted through the open vehicle exits. The tension of the boardroom still lingered around the group, though it had changed shape. It no longer felt like a battle waiting to happen.
It felt finished.
Jadelyn stood beside Alistair's sedan holding the folder that officially ended her life as Agent Seraphina Vale.
She looked down at the name printed across the paperwork.
Jadelyn Roscoe.
Not a codename.
Not an assignment.
Not a rank.
Just her.
Galathea squeezed her arm. "You keep staring at it."
Jadelyn stared at her name as Galathea had her arms around her friend.
Cael watched the exchange quietly before opening the rear passenger door of Alistair's car, "Wife, come on."
Galathea immediately climbed inside.
Then Cael followed her.
