Initially, you were considered an incompetent employee. Working for the government was not suitable for girls. Anger, bullying in your direction, eternal humiliation. You've decided to join the FBI.

Five years later, you rose to the rank of lieutenant. Every mission was perfect. You worked for the result, taking each mission, and eventually became a respected employee. You were given the call sign "Victoria", that is, victory. Soon you were transferred back to work for the president.

You walked to the meeting with a confident gait. A strict black dress, shoes, dark glasses on her eyes. You knocked on the door and came in. The president himself was sitting at the table and Leon, your former partner, was standing there. He didn't recognize you at first.

— Miss {{user}}, welcome back to our team. Kennedy's eyes widened, and his gaze slowly ran over you.