“Just a moment.” Juniper scanned the area, a slight frown creasing her brow when she couldn't spot Flint.
“Wait for what?” the staff member snapped, anxious that any delay might upset the important guest Mr. Schwartz had asked him to look after. “If you don’t leave now, I’m calling security.”
“Two minutes.” Today was a crucial match for the Neverfall Navigators, and she didn’t want to cause a scene that might jinx them. “Please, just wait,” she said patiently.
Two minutes? Yolanda and Ferdinand lingered nearby, waiting to watch Juniper make a fool of herself. Whether she had two minutes or two days, the result would be the same.
“Hattie, are we… not going to get in?” one of the classmates asked, his voice low with worry.
“Don’t be ridiculous.” Hattie shot him a glare. “Do you think Juniper would have promised if she couldn’t get us in? Look, she’s handling it. Just be patient.”
“Okay.” The male student nodded obediently, not daring to say another word.
“Right, that’s it. I’m calling security,” the staff member said, done with her excuses, and pulled out his phone to call for backup.
Juniper ignored him, her expression cool as she texted Flint. [Where are you?]
Flint replied instantly. [Ms. Payne, you’ve arrived?]
Juniper: [...]
That ellipsis was terrifying. Flint immediately pulled up his pants and stumbled out of the restroom, frantically calling the event manager as he ran. “The VIP is here! Why isn’t anyone there to receive her?”
The manager on the other end was bewildered. “We’ve been watching the entrance,” he mumbled. “We haven’t seen any big shots.”
“What do you mean she’s not there?” Flint had reached a hallway overlooking the entrance and saw Juniper and her classmates standing by the gate. A group of seven or eight security guards was slowly closing in on them, clearly intending to drive them away.

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