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Wanted Here – Ch.24 | KT OLLA

JUNE sat in the living room now. She was back to the house as she was done with the lab.

She stared at an open note in front of her. Its leaves contained unfinished workings on acid concentrations.

There were also one or two gaseous reactions represented by equations. But her formulas had no hope of being balanced.

She knew there were several things amiss, but she couldn’t tell. For she was forming impossible compounds.

Now the 28-year-old thought to return to theory since getting back to practice didn’t work for her.

So she picked a pen and went for the equations on gas compounds. She started from the top and kept trying till she lost the guts to.

This was what Cannon University took away from her. It was her guts to practice.

Now as the woman stopped and dropped the pen, frustrated... just then, her phone beeped beside her with a new message.

She tapped to read and it was Carl. So she left all work and went to chat.

Carl told her that he’d suddenly decided to fly to Cannon University with his lawyer, Peter Pedro, after he went to meet him for work.

He told her that Peter informed him that Cannon was then hosting journalists on Saturdays.

That both of them were seizing the opportunity to work undercover and spy their ground for clues on their case.

Still Carl painted the work as more of fun and adventure. As he said he wasn’t going with the lawyer Mr. Pedro...

But he was daring those grounds with a friend who cared for them.

Yes, June had known Carl’s close buddy since she came back to Jamaica. But the 32-year-old had been her fan since her first fame.

For scarcely was there an Afro-Caribbean who hadn’t seen Miss Simeon’s news and smiled. And still, Peter’s friend wedded her. It was a pretty coincidence.

June would have been bothered that Peter was getting his man on dangerous grounds. But Carl went so much light with the matter that it had seemed this was some fun game.

The young woman brightened up, typing:

Alright, my champion! Get all the fun and bring back Cannon’s secret!

That day was another Saturday. And Cannon Skies would air again.

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