The Queen They Buried

Chapter 304

“Mr. Carr, have you seen those online rumors? Any comments?” asked one of the reporters.

“What, that’s what you lead with? Try some decency, Kurtis said, one hand casually in his pocket as his bodyguards cleared the way. He seemed itching for a fight.

The reporter’s lip curled. Every journalist in Kroit City knew Kurtis’s reputation–he was a notorious playboy in his youth, and honestly, not much had changed.

“We were just talking business. What kind of business? That’s confidential. Not like you’d bail us out if we lost money, right?” he continued.

“Business meeting in a private room like that? Mr. Carr, your story just doesn’t hold water.”

“We couldn’t agree, so we threw down.” Kurtis suddenly leaned in, aggressive. “Who says you have to believe me?”

His defiance only fueled those reporters‘ enthusiasm.

by the waterfront, Alice anxiously scanned the crowd. She

turned. Something felt off. But it was already too late. The reporters

caught up grilling Kurtis, they didn’t even notice the real

already

won’t find a thing. Besides…“Alice paused, pulling out her phone. A sly

more you chase the spotlight,” she muttered, “the more they’ll tear you apart under a damn microscope.

*****

double–checking the address before

the entrance. “The

door. “Alice must’ve known I was coming for Gordon.

sigh, blaming herself for not being more careful. “Let’s go. We’ll ask Kurtis later if he has any other leads. We’ve already tipped our hand; finding

How the hell are we supposed to