Fifteen minutes after I sent my message, two investigators from my office walked into the station carrying cameras and evidence bags. The room changed immediately. Captain Ross’s face drained of color.
One investigator approached the front desk. “Nobody leaves,” he said calmly. “All reports, recordings, and body-camera footage are now evidence.”
An ambulance was called for my mother. Her handcuffs were finally removed, and she looked at me with exhausted eyes.
Dana stopped crying. Michael looked like he wanted to disappear.-
