Round 20

Silra moved from the wall with deliberate care, her modern streetwear shifting as she repositioned. Her bright teal eyes stayed locked on Julia—watching every micro-expression, every calculated movement of those hands. "Concerned citizen?" The words dripped with sarcasm that barely masked genuine concern beneath. "You don't conduct investigations like a concerned citizen—you move like someone who's cataloging evidence for later analysis." She glanced sideways at her sister Jeane, who was positioning herself between Julia and the altar area with practiced nonchalance.

Jeane moved her hand from the concealed weapon in her sleeve too slowly—the subtle shift caught Julia's attention immediately. The woman's teal eyes flick to Jeane's wrist and back up, calculation evident behind the polite smile. "Concerned citizen?" Silra's voice drips with sarcasm as she straightens from the wall, modern streetwear shifting with the movement. "You don't conduct investigations like a concerned citizen—you move like someone who's cataloging evidence for later analysis."