"The prisoners just now were the last batch, sir," Veronica reported to Aiden.
"Hmm," Aiden nodded, "we still can't let our guard down. Some prisoners haven't shown symptoms, and we haven't found the first spreader of the plague yet. And..."
"The enemy could initiate the next round of plague at any moment," Veronica added softly.
"Correct." Aiden nodded. "Keep an eye on the movements of the prisoners in the jail. Report anything suspicious immediately."
"Sir, if the enemy might attack at any moment, should I..." Veronica asked quietly.
"No need." Aiden cut her off before she could finish.
"Sir, you don't have to worry, after all, my life is yours..." Veronica insisted.
"Even if we use decoys to exchange appearances, the enemy still has the ability to find the real me," Aiden replied softly. "I understand your intention, don't worry, trust me, it's enough to do as we agreed in advance."
'I understand.' Veronica nodded.
