*Arian’s POV*
On my twelfth birthday, my father took me to the Nightingale Headquarters in Brilliant Cove. The place disgusted me, but I’d longed to work as an undercover agent to learn the Donegans’ secrets and destroy their empire. I wasn’t the only one aiming for that.
My first memory of holding a g*n was during training at the Headquarters, and it was the day I met Pine. I had trained for five years, making myself into a weapon so I could backstab the Project when the right time arrived. I had progressed from an amateur trainee to a prominent agent, yet couldn’t make a single move against the Project.
Once noon hit, my shift ended and the agents in my division dispersed. The Training Wing was behind the mansion where all the Nightingale agents prepared to fight
