It wasn't long before Michael returned home.
His elbow was set in a splint, which slightly inhibited his movements, but everything else was fine.
Victoria, however, noticeably saw that Michael was more silent than before.
After going through such an ordeal, the lively, hot-tempered girl seemed to have matured overnight.
Victoria noticed that Hank Clegg had brought many books for Michael. They were in English, riddled with technical jargon which Victoria struggled with. But she could roughly see that they were likely specialized training books for Secret Agents.
Michael's one hand was not functional, but he still exercised every day.
Victoria had seen him doing pushups and pull-ups single-handedly in the gym. When he was training, his determined expression was more and more similar to Hank Clegg's, sometimes even scaring Victoria.
"You aren't planning on turning Michael into a Secret Agent when he grows up, right?" Victoria asked Hank Clegg with concern one evening.
