Prologue

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One should not underestimate the silentness of an introvert. Still waters run deep. You'll never know what lies at the back of each keen retina of Ian Syd Ermings, a lad wallflower yet eccentric in his every move. Albeit uncanny, he topped the sole midyear intelligence test of the university he was enrolled in and in which he had amazingly outdone the highest score record ever set prior 9 years ago. The exam was prepared and contrived by different sleuthhounds across the globe and purposely given among the top performing universities of detectives.

Such occurrence of this exemplary of intelligence made him the central target of the CIA, recruiting him to be part of their Sleuth Force. To be employed as part of a group delivered a state of confusion and jolted his almost invisible existence for the last 19 years, considering that these brigade is not just like any circular team of friendship formed by some teens of a class.

Will an Argus-eyed lad of Baltimore accept the badge of intelligence and join the force? Nobody can answer that but a young man who only seeks solitude yet given an outbound offer. 

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