Elliot stared down at them coldly as he pursed his lips.

"I'm finding that traitor even if that's the last thing I do!" he thought.

When Avery opened her eyes the next morning, the first thing she saw was Mike's face.

"Avery, you're awake!" Mike adjusted her bed and passed her a bowl of soup. "Have some soup."

She had not fully woken up yet and accepted the bowl dazedly.

"How are you feeling today?" Mike sat down by the bed and stared at her face. "Why didn't you tell me that something like this has happened? Why did you come back on your own? I would die of guilt if something had happened to you."

Avery sobered. "You were drunk. How was I supposed to let you know?"

"Alright! I shouldn't have drunk with Elliot!" Mike sighed and said, "But we should really thank him this time. He helped us find the traitor."

Avery blinked when she heard that. "Who was it? Who betrayed us?" she asked in a voice rough with emotion.

"The technical department." Mike lowered his head because he wa