Doomsday Revenge: Payback Time (Josie) novel Chapter 83

Chapter 83

“What if you’re not working alone?” Tate shot back. “You stay here, keep me distracted, and hand the keys off to an accomplice. It’s the perfect setup!”

It hit June all at once.

Tate was trying to wash his hands of this mess. He wanted her to take the fall.

He was turning her into his scapegoat.

Typical man.

He didn’t disappoint–he was just as much of a piece of shit as ever.

June spread her arms wide, her expression calm. “Go ahead, search me. If I really stole that grain, I’ll take the blame.”

“But just remember, if you let the real thief go, you’re only hurting yourself and letting your enemies win.”

“Tate, think about it. If I had a spatial ability that powerful, do you really think I’d still be working under you?”

“If anyone in my crew could carry that much, do you think we’d still be rotting in this tiny neighborhood? We’d be out there conquering the world.”

“This whole thing… the scale of it… it screams Josie.”

“As far as anyone knows, she’s the only one with enough storage to pull this off.” June was doing everything she could to clear her name, and if she could frame Josie in the process, even better.

“Wait, that’s not right!” someone in the crowd shouted. “Josie’s vault only holds a hundred million tons. We just lost three billion. The math doesn’t add up!”

“And didn’t she just hit the armory? Where would she even find the

space

for all this grain?”

The crowd went dead silent.

They were right.

It didn’t make sense.

June’s eyes flickered as a realization hit her. “Unless… her ability is actually an Infinite Vault?”

The moment the words left her mouth, the room erupted. “An Infinite Vault? You mean like… a spatial storage? If we could get inside a space like that…”

Tate, listen. I know you’re stressed about the supplies. Anyone would be,” June said, moving closer to soothe him. “But don’t let the pressure mess with your head. It doesn’t matter if Josie actually stole the grain or not. If we say she did, then she did. Period.”

‘If we stack enough charges on her, we’ll have every right to hunt her down and drag her back,” June added. “This is a massive hit. Someone has to take the fall.”

And she’s the perfect scapegoat.”

I’m not just trying to clear my name, either. If you don’t believe me, go ahead and tear Highland Heights apart. Search every square inch.”

‘If you find even a single grain of those three billion tons, I’ll pay you back double.”

June was a piece of work. Even with her back against the wall, she’d already found a way to flip the script and wash her hands of the whole mess.

‘Miss Quinn has a point.” The men in the room were all Tate’s inner circle. They didn’t want to see their boss get canned or lose his position over a disaster of this scale.

Clam Colier Sty

Fine. It’s settled. Everyone sticks to the story: Josie stole our grain. I want her caught and brought in immediately.” Tate thought it over for a second before pulling the trigger on June’s plan.

Truth was, he didn’t have a better play anyway.

The irony? For once, they weren’t actually framing her. Josie really was the one who took it all.

Having secured the haul, Josie floored it, tearing out of the city like a bat out of hell.

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