Logan’s silhouette appeared in the doorway, casting a long shadow over the dining room where the panel members had gathered, laughing and celebrating their supposed victory over him. His face was smeared with soot, his clothes singed and tattered, and his eyes burned with a fury that sent a chill through the room. He had narrowly escaped the flames, defying their carefully orchestrated plot, and now he was standing there, very much alive.The laughter around the table died instantly. Agent Wayne's glass halted mid-air, his confident grin fading into a look of disbelief. Agent Gunna’s face was drained of color, and Agent Young, usually quick to have something smug to say, could only stare, mouth slightly agape. Agent Wayne was the first to recover, his expression shifting to one of anger. “Logan,” he muttered, “you don’t know when to quit.”Logan took a step forward, his jaw clenched and his eyes hard. “I think it’s you who doesn’t know when to quit, Wayne. I’ve given you more than e

In the grand, imposing courtroom, Logan Frost stepped forward, flanked by his legal team. The room was packed, buzzing with murmurs and whispers as he entered with confidence and purpose. This was the day Logan had long awaited,the trial where the full truth would come to light. The panel members, Agents Wayne, Gunna, Young, Future, and Tyga, sat at the defense table, eyes narrow with a mixture of apprehension and resentment. They had underestimated him, and today, they would see just how costly that mistake had been.Logan’s lawyer, a sharp-eyed woman named Sarah Lin, began her opening statement with poise and precision. “Your Honor, my client, Mr. Logan Frost, is a decorated agent with an impeccable record someone who has dedicated his life to service. Yet, because of personal vendettas and the unchecked abuse of power by those within his own agency, he stands here today, not as an accused but as a victim. Today, we will reveal the extensive evidence that exposes the defendants’ co

“Did they say anything else, Sam?” Logan finally asked, breaking the silence. His tone held a subtle note of anxiety that he rarely let show.Sam shook his head. “Nothing more than that they’re back and at the house. I think they expected you’d still be at the agency or… well, anywhere but dealing with all this. I don’t think they know what you’ve been through.”Sam waited a few steps behind them, sensing the need to give Logan and Mia a moment alone. Logan exhaled deeply, then held Mia’s hand as they walked to the front door.As the door swung open, they were greeted by the housekeeper, who led them into the spacious living room where his parents, Charles and Eliza Frost, were seated, talking in low voices. When his mother looked up and saw him, her face broke into a radiant smile, and she immediately rose to embrace him.“Oh, Logan!” she exclaimed, holding him tightly. “It’s so good to see you! We’ve missed you so much.”Logan returned the hug, a bittersweet smile crossing his face

Charles Frost sat alone in his study, the dim light casting long shadows across the room. The weight of the secrets he carried weighed heavily on him, pressing down with each beat of his heart. His son, Logan, had no idea of the extent to which Charles had been aware of the memory loss conspiracy or the threats that came with it. Charles had watched quietly from the sidelines, keeping close tabs on the unfolding events, hoping that his silence was enough to keep his family safe. Though Logan had confronted the members of the panel and brought charges against them, Charles knew that the details went deeper than his son might have suspected. From the first time he’d heard whispers of a “memory-altering operation,” Charles had taken quiet but decisive action. He didn’t involve his wife, fearing the panic and worry it would stir. She cherished Logan, and the mere thought of such betrayal from those within their circle would devastate her. Charles was also relieved that Logan hadn’t

Sam had always harbored the desire to leave his position as an agent, yearning for a life beyond the shadows and endless fieldwork. The agency’s lifestyle had worn on him, filling him with scars both physical and emotional. So when he handed in his resignation, he felt an unexpected mix of relief and anticipation, as if he were finally stepping into the life he had been waiting for. Logan had been supportive, congratulating him with a genuine smile and a handshake that held unspoken gratitude. After everything they’d been through, Logan knew how much Sam deserved this next chapter.Not long after, Sam was contacted by Logan’s father, Chairman Frost, with an opportunity he couldn’t refuse. Chairman Frost had taken notice of Sam’s loyalty, and he was impressed by the integrity Sam had shown throughout his years as an agent. Besides, he was like his own son now.As a reward, Chairman Frost extended an offer that aligned perfectly with Sam’s aspirations, a position as president of on