The smirk on Victoria’s face vanished, replaced by a look of genuine concern. Eleanor continued, “I am a federal air marshal, and you have just compromised not only my mission but also the integrity of these federal documents.” Her words were measured, each syllable carrying the weight of authority.

Victoria, realizing the enormity of her blunder, paled. Her gaze flicked to the badge and then back to Eleanor, her usual bravado crumbling. “I…I didn’t know,” she stammered, the earlier disdain in her voice replaced by a frantic apology.

Eleanor nodded, her expression softening slightly. “I’m not here to cause unnecessary trouble, Victoria. But your actions could have serious repercussions. Now, please, bring the captain here.”