Lola tried to ignore all the distractions around her. She had stopped wondering what the whispers in the crowd were about. She’d been at it for an entire day now, and entertaining the twins earlier had already drained some of her energy. She couldn’t afford to waste any more.
So, even when she saw Slater and a few others setting up cameras and lights on the side—as if he wanted to document everything—she ignored it completely. She stayed focused, putting everything on the line.
"You’re being foolish," the man running beside her grumbled under his breath. "This is all futile. Why don’t you just quit?"
She gave him a sidelong glance, catching several others shooting her looks as well. She scoffed and turned forward.
"Don’t worry about me," she exhaled. "I only started this morning. You guys started days ago. If someone’s being foolish here, it’s not me. And if I’m being stubborn, then what do I call the rest of you?"
"We’re not going to stop," another man muttered between deep breaths. "What part of that don’t you understand?"
"And which part of what I said—’I’m not quitting until every single one of you quits’—isn’t clear?" She shot back, letting out a dry laugh despite her exhaustion. "You’re wasting your breath. Unless you stop, knock it off."
With that, she shut them out, wearing an expression that made it clear she wasn’t open to negotiation. The men exchanged bitter looks. Some were irritated by her stubbornness, while others were simply too exhausted to care. A few quietly stared at her figure, their resolve beginning to waver.
One of them, starting to give in, tapped the man in front of him. When the latter glanced back, he gestured to switch positions. Without a word, they briefly broke formation—the first slowing down as the second jogged forward to take his spot.
It happened again. Each time, the man tapped the one ahead and switched until he was finally just one place behind Lola.
"What if we stop?" He called loudly enough for her to hear. "And the big boss gets angry? Will you take responsibility?"
Finally, Lola looked at him. She had been waiting for this question.
"Of course," she said without hesitation. "Some of you are being punished because of me." She took a few deep breaths. "I know some of you made mistakes, but I also know you were following orders. And that doesn’t sit right with me."
Her eyes gleamed with determination as she looked straight ahead. "Stop, and I’ll stand before all of you. Don’t worry about Atlas."
"He’s not even trying to stop you," another snickered. "With all due respect, but unlike you, we’ve been with him for years. He’s not the type to take his words back."
"I’m saying this for your sake, Miss," another added. "Don’t undermine his authority. Someone tried that once, and everyone paid the price."
Everyone, including them. Even Scarlet. Right now, none of them cared about pride or position; they just wanted to survive this punishment and move on with their lives.
"If he were going to listen to you, he would’ve stopped you in the first five hours," said the man running nearest to her. "How can you guarantee that stopping now will keep us all alive? Every single one of us?"
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