The Queen They Buried

“What are you going to do?” Aubree feigned fear as she was quickly cornered by the five girls.

“What are we going to do?” The leader spat out her cigarette and glared viciously. “If it weren’t for you, my parents wouldn’t plan to send me abroad

No parent would willingly accept a daughter being a murderer. Their families were either ashamed and ready to abandon them, trying to ship them off abroad, or marrying them off as quickly as possible if money was tight.

These five girls had pinned all their misfortunes on Aubree.

“You think you’re so great with your little bronze award? You got all of us into trouble!” Another girl slapped Aubree’s face lightly.

The one with the knife sneered. “You think you’re something, bullying Carmen? Don’t you know she’s under our protection? Had fun at your birthday yesterday, huh? How dare you stole Carmen’s spotlight?”

Another one said, “That fireworks display was really something. How many sugar daddies did you have to sleep with to make it happen?”

A flood of foul and vulgar language poured down on Aubree.

Aubree lowered her head without retorting, her hand behind her back clutching the fruit knife she always carried. The moment was drawing near…

She welcomed their endless taunts. Because the more they said now, the harder it would be to deny it later.

“Enough chit–chat, Taya. Look at her pathetic face. She won’t even squeak if we beat her. Let’s get this over with.” Another girl waved the knife threateningly at Aubree.

Aubree looked terrified. “What… what are you going to do to me?”

“What do you think?” The leader grinned maniacally.

She added, “You love attention, right? We’ll get you on the front page. How about this headline? ‘High school girl assaulted and murdered on her way to school‘? We think it suits you perfectly.”

“Lucky you, we won’t waste time. We’ll only make it hurt for a moment. After you’re dead, we’ll strip off your clothes and then…” Their eyes dropped to Aubree’s private parts, twisted with sadistic delight.

They had chosen this place specifically because it had no surveillance. Every step had been carefully scouted in advance.

Aubree’s heart turned colder. The people before her were nothing but beasts by nature. Calling them inherently evil was more accurate than any other

label.

She had long lost track of how many victims had suffered at the hands of this group. After one of Matilda’s friends jumped off a building, Aubree had overheard them in the bathroom joking and mocking her death without an ounce of remorse or fear.

Aubree looked up with a cold smile. “Well, sounds like you’ve made a thorough and evil plan. But I’m sorry, looks like you won’t get to carry out even the first step.”

her companion and raised it. “You think I’m bluffing?

a hand suddenly appeared and gripped her wrist

wrist was twisted at an

pulled out their

a word, Zachary took them

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Chapter 70

It was hard to imagine that girls only

wail of police sirens filled

the five girls finally

just said. She smiled. “Attempted murder. Ward to guess how many

turned ashen. Worse, they had mentioned Carmen’s name. If she

At Rithol High School.

class, several uniformed officers

“Carmen, come with us.”

Carmen was taken

a cloud, Carmen was uneasy the entire way. But when

her, her heart sank.

alive. Carmen thought Taya and the others

she could even process what was

on,

girls, now in handcuffs, were escorted

face went pale. ‘How could this have gone wrong?

careful. As long as she didn’t admit anything, no evidence would link her to

Her guardians, Ronald and Alice,

who always spoiled Carmen, was in disbelief that such a cruel act could be connected

trembled. “Carmen, tell Mom the

bear to imagine it. If that recording

guilt. That was her daughter too. She disliked Aubree for being vulgar and unrefined. But if Aubree

believe me? How could I possibly do something like

always kind. Even after Aubree left, she worried about her. Alice

thoroughly. All contact had been through untraceable black–market accounts. No one could

name, the Wilson