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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.

cream and, still clutching her spoon, said, “When she bumped into me, I saw needle marks on her arm. And she had this

Stanley repeated, clearly out of

up, saying it

tell me?” Stanley asked, irritation seeping into his voice.

he’d always thought they were closer than she

paused, thinking it over. “Because you can distract the enemy,” she

a scene could lower Yvonne’s guard–and

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in his chest, and his prickly attitude softened. He couldn’t help but tease, “Hmph, Joseph is useless. I stepped out for a second to get a cake, and he let someone push you around. We’re done hanging out with him.

spine and turned to see Joseph standing there, smiling quietly. It g Stanley goosebumps all over.

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diss me,” Joseph said, sitting at the table and giving Stanley a pointed

the screen at Bennett outside and asked Quinlyn, “Quinlyn, have you talked to that officer before? He’s really got his eye on you”

take my statement. Quinlyn said, shrugging as she took another bite of

not around, keep Quinlyn out of this stuff. Her

station for questioning or worse, start

I know what I’m doing.” Stanley snapped, his face scowling. He didn’t want to be one–upped. But before he could finish, a

statements swarmed around him,

“You scored us an exclusive on a huge case that even the media couldn’t crack, and we

have gone through the roof, another chimed in. The people who

new term starts and we hit the survival training. Stanley’s the obvious leader. Anyone got a problem

like he’d finally found his moment. Meanwhile, the live–stream viewers were starting to see things differently. They were realizing that rich kids could step up and do

but no one noticed Quinlyn, the real hero who sat quietly in the corner, munching on her snack