Daniel Mercer lifted one finger. “Your client has been accused in a forty-six-count federal indictment. This meeting was requested by your clients. Agent Voss is here voluntarily.”
Richard leaned closer. “You have no idea what happened back then.”
“I have Brooke’s original footage,” I said.
Brooke flinched.
I looked at her. “You kept it.”
Her lips shook. “I forgot it existed.”
“No. You labeled the storage drive ‘Summer Breakdown Raw.’ You transferred it twice. The metadata is intact.”
The silence in the room grew heavy.
The footage had been the sharpest piece of evidence in the case. It showed the prank from inside the SUV. Mason laughing. Richard saying, “Let her walk a few miles.” Linda saying, “Don’t turn around yet. She needs to learn.” Brooke zooming in on my face as I realized they were actually leaving.
Then the recording went on longer than any of them remembered.
Twenty-three minutes later, Richard asked, “Should we go back?”
Linda replied, “Not until she’s scared enough.”
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