I stepped forward, letting my heels click sharply against the polished floor as I approached the podium where Leah had been ruling the room with her poise and practiced confidence. The flash of cameras was blinding, but I ignored it. Every eye in the hall was on me, waiting, anticipating my next move. Leah’s smile was sharp, predatory, but now there was a flicker of unease in it, a crack that only I could see. “Leah,” I said, my voice calm, controlled, every syllable deliberate, carrying across the hushed room. “Why don’t we show everyone what happened the night of the fire?” Her eyes widened for a fraction of a second, but then she laughed, a sharp, brittle sound meant to mask fear. “Show them what? Lies? Fabrications? You have nothing.” I didn’t respond. I didn’t need to. I held up a small device, a flash drive I had taken from Marcus before the event, and slid it into the media terminal at the edge of the stage. A hush fell over the audience. The glow of the projector lit up the
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