Oops Wrong Girl to Bully (Angelina) by Xena Kessler novel Chapter 142

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Saffron’s POV

My stomach dropped.

The screen lit up. Showed the exterior of the building. Timestamp in the corner. 14:12:03.

I watched myself give Sterling the order to begin her approach.

Two minutes early. I could hear my own voice through the speakers. Clear as day.

The timestamp showed the main team was still getting into position. Sterling shouldn’t have been moving yet.

But there it was. Me telling her to go.

“Interesting timing,” Felix said. “Rodriguez, why did you order Sterling to move before the team was in position?”

*I… I made a tactical adjustment,” I said. “The enemy patrol patterns changed.”

“Did they?”

Felix zoomed in on a different camera angle. Showed the enemy patrols. Their routes were exactly as briefed. No changes.

My face felt hot.

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The footage continued. Showed Sterling moving toward the fire escape.

Then Vanessa’s voice came through the speakers. “Contact. Two enemies of the west side. They’re moving away from the fire escape.”

The camera angle switched. Showed two enemies on the east side. Not the west. Walking directly toward Sterling’s position.

Felix paused the video.

“Morris, you reported enemies on the west side. But they were on the east side. Can you explain that discrepancy?”

Vanessa’s face went pale. “I… I must have gotten my directions mixed up. The building orientation was confusing.”

“The building faces due north. East and west are clearly marked on your tactical display. Are you saying you couldn’t read your compass?”

Vanessa didn’t answer.

Felix played more footage. Showed Sterling taking out two enemies. Then requesting fire support from Jason.

“Jason, I need that support now,” Sterling’s voice came through the speakers.

Jason’s response. “Moving into position now.”

But the camera showed Jason standing behind a concrete barrier. Not moving. Nowhere near the support position.

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Felix paused again. “Tucker, you acknowledged Sterling’s request for support. But you didn’t move to the position. Why?”

Jason’s jaw was tight. “I encountered resistance on my approach. I couldn reach the support position safely.”

Felix switched camera angles. Showed Jason’s approach route. No enemies No resistance. Just Jason standing still.

“I don’t see any resistance on this footage,” Felix said.

“It was… I heard movement. I thought there were enemies.”

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“So you didn’t actually encounter resistance. You thought you might encounter resistance. And that was enough to ignore your teammate’s call

for support?”

Jason didn’t respond.

I wanted to say something. Defend him. But I couldn’t. The footage was right there.

Felix continued playing the video. Showed the moment when Sterling’s radio frequency changed.

The timestamp showed Ethan’s position. Near the communication equipment.

“Cross,” Felix said. “The radio frequency changed at this timestamp. Right when Sterling needed to coordinate with the team. Can you explain

that?”

Ethan looked like he wanted to disappear. “I… I was adjusting our frequendy for better reception.”

“Better reception? Or were you deliberately cutting off Sterling’s communication?”

“No sir! I would never-”

“Then why did you change the frequency without informing your team leader or the affected team member?”

Ethan opened his mouth. Closed it. Said nothing.

Felix let the silence stretch for a long moment.

Then he played the clip of me ordering the team to retreat.

My voice came through the speakers. “The enemy force is too strong. Misson is a failure. All team members fall back to the rally point.”

Felix paused. Zoomed in on a tactical display. Showed our team’s position. The enemy casualties. The time remaining.

“At this moment, three enemies had been eliminated out of an estimated fourteen total. Thirty-seven minutes remained on the mission clock.”

He looked at me. “Rodriguez, what was your tactical justification for ordering a retreat at this point?”

I tried to think. Tried to come up with something that made sense.

“The enemy resistance was stronger than anticipated. I made a judgment call to preserve my team.”

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“Preserve your team? Or ensure that Sterling would fail?”

The words hit me like a physical blow.

“What? No! I would never-

“Let me show you something else,” Felix said.

The screen changed. Showed Sterling moving through the building alone.

I watched her take out enemies. She moved like… like a professional soldier. Like someone who’d done this a thousand times.

The sprinkler alarm scene. The way she used it to break the enemy format on. Then moved in while they were disoriented.

Eight enemies down in under thirty seconds.

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The hostage extraction. Smooth. Professional. No wasted movement.

Everyone in the assembly was watching. Silent.

Felix let the footage play all the way through. Showed Sterling bringing the hostages out of the building.

Felix stopped the playback. Turned to face us.

“Sterling,” he said. “Explain your decision-making process during the solo operation.”

Sterling’s voice was calm. Clear. “I recognized the enemy patrol patterns from previous observations. When the team retreated, I assessed that solo completion was feasible. The objective was hostage rescue. That took priority over maintaining team cohesion with a team that had

already withdrawn.”

“When your team leader ordered you to retreat, why did you disobey?”

“Because the order was tactically unsound. We had adequate time, manageable enemy resistance, and a viable approach to the hostages.

Retreating at that point would have meant mission failure for no strategic reason.”

Felix nodded slowly. “You prioritized mission success over following orders.”

“I prioritized protecting the hostages. In a real scenario, those would be real people who die if we abandon them.”

My hands were shaking again. But this time it wasn’t anger.

It was something else. Something cold in my chest.

I looked around the field. At all the other candidates watching.

They weren’t looking at Sterling anymore.

They were looking at us. At me and Vanessa and Jason and Ethan.

And their expressions… disgust. Contempt.

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They’d seen everything. The wrong directions. The ignored support requests. The sabotaged radio. The premature retreat order.

They knew what we’d done.

“This is bullshit! The words burst out of me before I could stop them. This whole thing is rigged! You’re obviously working together!*

Felix’s expression went cold. “Excuse me?”

“Sterling and you! You’re protecting her! Making her look good because of her connections!”

“Rodriguez, you need to stop talking. Right now.”

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“No! Everyone can see it! She gets faulty equipment but still scores high? She completes an impossible solo mission? And you just happen to have footage that makes us look bad?”

My voice was getting louder. Higher pitched. I couldn’t control it.

“You’re obviously biased! This whole selection is a joke!”

“RODRIGUEZ!” Felix’s voice cracked like a whip. “That is enough!”

The entire field went silent.

Felix walked to the edge of the platform. Looked down at me.

“You are accusing me of corruption. Of compromising the integrity of this selection process. That is an extremely serious allegation. Do you have any evidence to support it?”

I opened my mouth. Nothing came out.

*Because what I have is footage showing your team deliberately feeding false information to a teammate, ignoring support requests, sabotaging communication equipment, and ordering an unjustified retreat. All of which points to deliberate sabotage.”

He paused. “So I’ll ask you again. Do you have evidence that I am biased toward Sterling? Or are you making accusations because you got caught?”

I couldn’t speak. Couldn’t think.

“I thought so, Felix said. His voice was ice. “You and your team tried to sabotage a fellow candidate. You fed her wrong information, denied her support, cut her communications, and ordered a retreat specifically to make her fail.”

He looked at Vanessa, Jason, and Ethan. All of you participated. All of you thought you could get away with it because you outnumbered her four to one.”

Felix’s expression was harder than I’d ever seen it. “But here’s what actually happened. Sterling overcame every obstacle you put in her way. Compensated for your sabotage. And completed the mission anyway. Alone. In record time.”

He turned back to me. “So when you stand here and accuse me of bias, what you’re really saying is that you can’t accept that a fifteen-year-old girl outperformed you. That she’s better than you. That even with you actively working against her, she succeeded where you failed.”

Each word felt like a knife. My throat was tight. I couldn’t breathe.

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I looked at Vanessa. At Jason. At Ethan. They all looked as destroyed as I lt.

I turned toward Sterling.

She was standing there. Face neutral. No expression at all.

But her eyes… I’d never seen eyes like that before.

They weren’t angry. Weren’t smug. Weren’t anything.

They were just… cold. Like she was looking at something insignificant.

I tried to hold her gaze. To show I wasn’t afraid. But something in those eyes made my chest tight. Made my hands shake.

For just a second, I saw something flicker in her expression. Something that made me forget she was fifteen.

It was something that had seen things I couldn’t imagine. Done things I didn’t want to know about.

And it was utterly unafraid of me. I looked away first. Hated myself for it. But I couldn’t keep looking.

What the hell was Aria Sterling?

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