Chapter 199 You Don’t Get to Say No
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“You know anything about Abyssal Choir?” Queenie narrowed her eyes and fired the question straight at Jean.
That snapped Jean out of her thoughts.
She met Queenie’s sharp, pressing stare head–on and shook her head without a hint of fear.
Queenie didn’t press further. She just let out a lazy laugh. “Based on what we know so far, Abyssal Choir has a base of operations somewhere inside that amusement park…”
Jean’s expression remained calm, as still as the surface of a quiet lake.
“I’ve been watching for a while,” Queenie continued, folkling her arms and looking down at Jean from above. “And kid, you’re looking real suspicious.”
Carl stood silently off to the side, his lips pressed together, dark eyes watching both of them carefully. His. face gave away nothing.
Jean glanced at him briefly, then looked back to Queenie with a slight arch of her brow. “I still don’t understand what I’ve supposedly done. What exactly are you accusing me of?”
Queenie gave a cold little laugh. “I was tracking two suspicious individuals. Then they both went restrooms and suddenly vanished. But the more I thought about it, the more I realized–they d vanish. They just changed clothes. Tried to slip past me without getting noticed.”
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She leaned in close, her voice dropping, her breath ice–cold against Jean’s face. “Your build looks lot like one of them. And wouldn’t you know it–you just so happened to walk out of that exact restro right after they disappeared.”
“That’s not a coincidence,” Queenie said, eyes glinting dark and cold. “That’s suspicious as hell.”
Jean let out a sudden laugh–clear and crisp, cutting straight through the tension like a bell.
“That’s it?” she asked, lifting her chin slightly, still smiling. “I thought you had some actual evidence, But turns out you’re just guessing? Just thought I ‘looked like‘ someone?”
She tilted her head, perfectly unbothered. “So what? I figured you’d caught me doing some sort of shady deal with Abyssal Choir or something. But no–nothing like that, huh? Just assumptions? And you thought that gave you the right to lay hands on me?” Her eyes narrowed. “Is that how Secret Service works under a senior officer?”
“You little-” Queenie gritted her teeth. She hadn’t expected a teenager to talk back like this.
She took a deep breath, tried to rein in her temper. “My eyes are basically`radar,” she said flatly. “And I never miss. You’re the same person. You just changed outfits.”
“But you didn’t see me do it, did you?” Jean’s voice turned sharp, her expression hardening. “You have no proof I changed. All you have is a gut feeling. That’s not evidence, and it’s definitely not fair.”
Queenie’s lips tightened. She hadn’t expected the kid to be so quick, so razor–sharp,
But she just chuckled, her eyes colder than ever. “You know what? Now I’m really suspicious. You’re way too
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“You’re right–I don’t have hard proof,” Queenic admitted, brows lifting slightly. “That’s why I stopped you. That’s why I’m bringing you in for questioning. I’m a senior officer in Secret Service. I have the authority to open an investigation.”
Her voice dropped, sharp and commanding.“You don’t get to say no.”
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