Chapter 20: Jean ’s Last Breath
"I told you to watch her, not to let her fly into the damn ocean!"
Farah's lips parted, her entire body kept trembling. Her eyes, still wide with shock, looked past him, unfocused. She was too stunned to speak, too terrified to respond. She looked like she hadn't fully registered what had just happened.
Junho shoved her off. "Ugh, pathetic," he hissed.
He ran a hand through his soaked hair, pacing for a second, calculating in his brain. He couldn't let this go public. Couldn't let anyone piece together what really happened. There had to be a way out.
Then it hit him.
The security footage.
The yacht had high tech security. Multiple cameras. Footage of everything, including Jean chasing Farah, including Logan shouting and jumping. And him blackmailing them.
If that footage gets out, I'm done.
Junho's eyes narrowed as he looked toward the upper deck. The captain's control room.
Without a word, he turned and bolted through the slippery surface of the yacht, heading straight for the security room.
He couldn't trust anyone, not even Farah. If he wanted to erase the evidence, he had to do it himself.