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EIGHTY-ONE: Repercussion
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"I wish I could have been there to see him suffer," Camille breathed, her voice tinged with regret. Juniper nodded in agreement. "Same here, but you were handling the most crucial task of all. Knowing the Duponts, they'll likely launch an investigation once they realize their son is missing. That's why it was necessary to remove all evidence of our wiretapping and cameras from Dylan's house to prevent them from tracing it back to us and potentially uncovering our involvement." Camille adjusted her position in her seat. "Well, now that we've taken care of Dylan, it's time to focus on our next target: Audrey. Since we already know her little, dirty secrets, getting the truth out of her will be a cakewalk." "Of course. I'll find a way to meet her." Juniper concurred matter-of-factly. "Last I checked, she's currently filming a movie abroad. I've already sent the guys to keep an eye on her and inform us as soon as she returns to France." "Great," Camille nodded, he
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Antoine Clermont? What was he doing here in the Prime minister's Residence? What was that vile man up to this time? Questions and suspicions swirled around her head in a frenzy as she watched him intensely. Then their gaze met and held for a brief moment, before his wife, Florence Clermont, came out of the car, drawing his attention to her. For obvious reasons, whenever she saw him her heart, body, and soul automatically get overcome with uncontrollable rage. This was the man who had taken her little brother away from her and silenced her with wealth and power. She wanted to storm over there, grab him by the throat, and ask him where the hell he'd taken her brother. But that was a terrible idea no matter how tempting it was. He couldn't possibly recognize her now. She wasn't that helpless, little girl he'd once known— And keeping it that way was the best. She couldn't blow her cover. Not now, not yet. "Hey, are you coming or what?" Damien called out to her
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[ Dear Juniper and Jerome, First of all, I want to apologize for what I'm about to do. I know you want what's best for me but I know this is the only way to put an end to Antoine for good. Thank you for seeing the good in me. But I've done terrible things that are beyond your imagination and I don't think I deserve a second chance. I have no right to request this from you, but please look after my son. And if possible, don't bother telling him about his father. I never deserved to create such a sweet soul in the first place. I'm glad my sister had people like you around her. People who she could put her life on the line for and people who would do the same for her. And I'm glad I got to meet her people, even for a short while, before I join her. I'm sorry and thank you for everything.ADRIEN. ] Juniper and Jerome heaved a deep sigh after reading the handwritten letter Adrien had mailed to Camille's house. Yesterday, when the news of the Prison Bus Explos
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Antoine shouted so loud that it was a miracle Juniper's eardrums were left intact. He dropped to the ground like a bag of hammers, clutching his bleeding knee as he writhed in agony. Now it was Juniper's turn to laugh. "Yeah, you're right," she returned, her voice dripping with sweet sarcasm. "I'm not a murderer and I can't kill you. But I can very much disable you." BANG! Juniper shot him again at his other kneecap. "That's for my father," she spat indignantly, disregarding his howling of pain. BANG! She shot one of his shins. "That's for Vivienne." BANG! She shot the other one. "That's for Camille." BANG! She buried the last bullet in his injured shoulder. "And that's for everyone else you've hurt!" At that moment, her ears picked up the soft sob of sirens in the distance. The police were on their way. Juniper stooped, about ninety degrees, baring her pearly teeth at the suffering man. "You're going to rot in jail, Antoine Clermont," she whispered
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Juniper sat in her car, her fingers drumming a rhythmic beat on the steering wheel as she waited, all pumped up. She'd spent the past week recuperating and training for this day— The day Antoine would be brought to his knees A couple of days ago, Adrien had informed her that Antoine had headed to his hideout, and their window to capture him was narrowing. Juniper had pushed hard to join the operation, and after some convincing, Adrien had finally relented. No way was she missing this for anything. Suddenly, the rear door of her car swung open and Adrien hopped into the back seat. "Let's go!" He said promptly. "Now!" Juniper glanced at him from the rearview mirror and shook her head. No salutations, no small talk— Adrien was always straight to the point like the gloomy, ice cube he was. Moments like this reminded Juniper of her beginning moments with Camille before she eventually got to know the warm version hiding behind that ice wall. This behavior might
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Even though Juniper was well aware of who stood behind her, she remained still, trying not to provoke him. And then she felt the pressure of the gun no more, just as quickly as it had come against her head. Suddenly, Adrien appeared before her, his gun pointing at her face. "Relax," he said benignly. "I mean you no harm." Unfazed, Juniper looked him dead straight in the eyes. "Well. . . from where I stand, that's hard to believe." Adrien heaved a deep sigh and lowered his gun. "I'm not here to make trouble," he returned evenly. "I'm here to ask for your help. I need to find Antoine." The next hour, Juniper and Adrien sat opposite each other at the kitchen table, each with a plate of pasta and tomato sauce in front of them, though neither had made much progress in eating. Juniper wasn't in the best of her mood but she'd had insisted on whipping up a simple dinner for them, despite Adrien's initial reluctance. "You do know the police are already handling An
