Dr. Philippe quickly handed me another letter before I could fully spiral.
"Read this one too," he said with a knowing smile.
The second letter bore the same seal. I opened it cautiously, and my eyes widened as I read.
"Congratulations, Carl! You're no longer an intern," Dr. Philippe said, his smile widening.
This letter stated that I'd been promoted to a permanent position, assigned to a special department that handled "unique problems."
"Wait. I'm being promoted? Permanently? To a special department?"
Philippe nodded, a faint smile tugging at his lips. "Unique problems require unique solutions. You've proven yourself capable."
"Unique problems?" I repeated. "Am I solving Mythica's version of cold cases now?"
"Something like that," Dr. Philippe said.
Agnos, who had been silent throughout, finally spoke. "It suits you."
