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Chapter 19

Chapter 19

As Bennett looked around, he saw staff being questioned, rich kids still live–streaming, Joseph and Stanley standing there, and Quinly, the kid he’d seen earlier.

The memory of Quinlyn knocking over Yvonne’s bag flashed through his mind, and Bennett found himself making his way

toward her.

Before he could approach her. Joseph stepped in front of him. “Tcalled the police, Joseph said, looking innocent. “I figured you should hear the whole story”

“You did this?” Bennett asked, sizing him up. “Did you call the cops just for a little fight, or did you know something bigger was up?”

Joseph glanced around at the hidden cameras and said, “I saw the needle marks on her arm.”

“Is that all: Bennett frowned, pointing out the flaw. “Even diabetics need insulin shots. Most people wouldn’t immediately associate that with drugs.”

“Oh, right,” Joseph replied, looking genuinely surprised. “Guess I’ve watched too many crime shows. I got a little paranoid. But hey, it ended up helping the police, right?”

He shrugged it off, but Bennett was still skeptical. When Bennett turned to find Quinlyn, she was already gone.

In the corner. Quinlyn sat on a high stool at a small table, eating a little cake with a spoon–the one Stanley had just gotten for her before the chaos erupted.

Stanley glanced around to make sure they were alone, then leaned in close. “You’re the one who told Joseph to call the cops, right?” he whispered.

Quinlyn’s eyes narrowed as she savored the cream, clearly enjoying the taste. She gave a small nod, still holding her spoon, to let him know he was on the right track.

Stanley’s eyes widened in disbelief. “How’d you know she was suspicious?” he pressed, his curiosity growing.

her spoon, said, “When she bumped into me, I saw needle marks on her arm.

clearly out of his

stuff in the borderlands. They’d sprinkle powder on foil and light it up, saying it gave a stronger effect and tasted better. So when she smelled it,

didn’t you tell me?” Stanley asked, irritation seeping into his

they were closer than she was to Joseph. Seeing her

paused, thinking it over. “Because you can distract

live–streaming or making a scene could lower Yvonne’s

100

He couldn’t help but tease, “Hmph, Joseph is useless. I stepped out for a second to

it, he felt a chill run down his spine and

gave

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onlookers, not diss me,” Joseph said, sitting at the table and giving Stanley a pointed

asked Quinlyn, “Quinlyn, have you talked to that officer before? He’s really got his

took another bite of cake. He seemed

bit frustrated. “Stanley, if I’m not around, keep Quinlyn out of this stuff. Her background is delicate, and it could

Quinlyn, he’d either drag her to the station for questioning or worse, start digging into her past.

want to be one–upped. But before he could finish, a

group of rich kids who’d just finished their statements swarmed around him, acting

amazing,” one of them gushed. “You scored us an exclusive on a huge case that even the media couldn’t crack, and we live–streamed it”

at how our views have gone through the roof, another chimed in. The people

we hit the survival training. Stanley’s the obvious leader. Anyone got a problem with that? Speak

his moment. Meanwhile, the live–stream viewers were starting to see things differently. They were realizing that rich kids could

seemed happy, but no one noticed Quinlyn, the real hero who sat