On the screen was a file, a dozen pages long, detailing a litany of usations against Yelena and Deirdre.


    It started with Deirdre, who was involved in not only illegal loan-sharking but also moneyundering. During one dispute over interest payments, she had maliciously pushed someone from the eighteenth floor of a building,ter using the Wilcox family''s influence to cover the whole thing up.


    Then there was an incident when Yelena was ten. After losing a dancepetition to a girl from another ss, Deirdre had her driver wait at an intersection near the little girl''s house and run her over, leaving the child permanently disabled. The driver responsible was the leader of the four kidnappers they had just arrested.


    The list went on and on.


    As for Yelena, she was hardly any better. She had cheated on her entrance exams and pulled strings to get into Era High School. While enrolled, she repeatedly bullied students from less fortunate families.


    "Where did you get all this?" the officer asked in astonishment, scrolling through the dense file.


    "That''s not your concern," Juniper said with a slight blink and a yawn. "Just follow procedure."


    Word came from the interrogation room that the four kidnappers had already confessed, and Yelena and Deirdre were on the verge of breaking.


    "Alright." The officer nced at the time. "When will your guardian be arriving?"


    "In a little while." Juniper pulled out her phone and started a game, casually adding, "Go take care of your work. You''ll have another tricky situation to deal with soon."


    "What situation?" The officer waspletely bewildered.


    "Just wait," Juniper said vaguely, her fingers flying across the screen.


    The officer found the girl utterly baffling. He decided he would just wait for her guardian to arrive.


    "VICTORY" shed across her screen. Juniper exited the game and opened WhatsApp to message Flint: [How''s it going?]


    Flint replied almost instantly: [Ms. Payne, that moronic father-son duo from the Wilcox family took the bait. They couldn''t wait to make their move.]


    Juniper: [Good. I''ll be waiting for you at the station.]


    Flint stared at his phone, stunned. They hadn''t even sprung the trap yet, but Ms. Payne was already so sure of the oue.


    ...


    Meanwhile, on the outskirts of the city, J was riding her bicycle as instructed, trembling with fear.


    "Don''t be afraid, Ms. Wilcox," Flint


    reassured her confidently through


    her earpiece


    quarantee they wORT


    "Okay," J nodded meekly.


    As her bike turned onto a side road, arge truck that had been waiting by the curb


    roared to life and sped towards her.


    "Ms. Wilcox, take the path to your left," Flint instructed.


    J obeyed, her palms slick with cold sweat.


    "Shit!" the truck driver cursed,


    Oney


    with the wheel while the


    about to do it. I want to


    see the money


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    "Don''t worry, you''ll get paid," Trent


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    her dead on impact.


    "When I do a job, I do it right," the driver said before hanging up. He mmed on


    the elerator, closing in on J.


    Just as the truck was about to hit her, someone darted out from nowhere and yanked her out of the way.


    BANG! The bicycle was sent flying, but J waspletely unharmed.


    "Damn it!" the truck driver swore under his breath. He gripped the steering wheel, intending to flee the scene.


    "Felton, the bastard is heading in the opposite direction. He''s all yours," Flint said into hisms.


    He then turned to a still-shaken J and said respectfully, "Ms. Wilcox, you can call the police now."


    "Okay," J agreed, her face pale.