"I never stopped recording." Travis glared at her. You? She looked him directly in the eye. No, I'm done being afraid.
Vanessa touched the screen again. Another video appeared. This one came from Nia's encrypted upload. It showed Ryan reaching for her phone. The false accusation that she was deleting evidence.
The attempt to seize her property. Every second, every word, every threat. Dylan slowly backed away. This doesn't prove anything. Claire Morgan, the FBI digital forensic specialist, stepped forward carrying another tablet.
It proves more than you realize. She projected a freeze frame onto the monitor. Everyone stared. The image showed Dylan reaching into his patrol bag. A small plastic packet of white powder rested in his hand.
Kevin Ross lowered his head. He remembered that exact moment. Claire enlarged the image. One second later, the next frame appeared. Dylan moving toward Nia's vehicle.
Another frame. Kevin grabbing Dylan's wrist. Another. Dylan quickly hiding the packet again after realizing he had been seen. Gasps rippled through the crowd.
Dylan's breathing became shallow. I I wasn't Claire interrupted. The metadata confirms the recording has not been altered. Malcolm looked at Dylan. You were about to plant narcotics inside a civilian's vehicle.
No, Dylan whispered. I didn't. Kevin suddenly stepped forward. You did. Every head turned.
Travis stared at him in disbelief. Kevin's voice trembled. I saw you. Silence. I should have reported it.
His eyes filled with shame. But I didn't. He looked toward Nia. I'm sorry. Nia studied him for several seconds, then nodded once.
Tell the truth now. That's how you start making it right. Kevin took a deep breath. He faced the federal agents. Everything she recorded is true.
He pointed toward Travis. He ordered unlawful searches. Toward Ryan. He fabricated resisting arrest. Toward Eric.
He destroyed personal property. Toward Dylan. He tried to plant evidence, then finally toward Lieutenant Scott Harper. He knew what was happening. Harper exploded.
"He's lying." Kevin turned to him. "No." His voice grew stronger. "I've been lying for 2 years.