Anthony, camouflaged in the group of bodyguards, was dressed in a suit and sunglasses as he gave an unimpressed yawn.

Johnathan, who was dressed in an identical suit, quickly hissed at him. "No yawning on the job."

Anthony secretly rolled his eyes at him.

Linux had planted a tracking device into Anthony, so he couldn't go anywhere else even if he wanted to. He hadn't wanted to come to work today, nor did he wish to go back to working with the institution, he simply wanted to stay home on the couch, where he could watch his TV series and play with dogs and cats all day. But now, he...