Todos los capítulos de Rebirth: I'm Not Taking the Blame: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

Helpless, I had no choice but to accept the technician's explanation.After all, Thanksgiving weekend was indeed one of the busiest travel periods of the year. I could tell just from how long it had taken roadside assistance to reach me.Furthermore, my insurance company's tow trucks couldn't come onto the interstate to get me.After the technician left, I climbed back into the driver's seat.The moment my hands closed around the steering wheel, memories of the crash from my previous life came flooding back.All I could hear were the sounds of metal screeching, people screaming, and the shrill blare of emergency sirens.Images of my parents' hair turning gray overnight and the bloodshot, furious eyes of the victims' families glaring at me filled my mind.I shuddered, cold sweat soaking through my clothes. For a long time, I couldn't bring myself to press the gas pedal.I pulled out my phone and called home."Mom…"The moment I spoke, tears welled up in the corners of my eyes.

After the two state troopers pulled me from the car, the first thing I said was, "My brakes… The brakes failed."The roadside assistance that had arrived with the troopers was the same guy I had called earlier.The technician stared at me in disbelief. "Ma'am, didn't we test them already? There's nothing wrong with your brakes. If you were nervous, why didn't you follow my advice and take it slow?"The interstate had been brought to a standstill. Ambulances rushed back and forth, carrying injured people away from the scene.Seeing their expressions, I couldn't hold myself together anymore. I dropped to my knees and broke down sobbing."I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do this. You have to believe me! My brakes really did fail. Please believe me!"I didn't know how to explain myself. The brakes had indeed worked perfectly when the technician tested them. They had also worked when I tested them myself.Only ten minutes had passed between then and now. I thought I could make it safely o

The moment I said that, both officers looked alarmed. Still, they took my claim seriously and brought in an electronics expert, William Reeves.William arrived looking excited, seemingly expecting some kind of cutting-edge technology.However, after examining the components for a while, he tossed them onto the desk."It's just a simple device," he grumbled. "I thought you had something impressive."But when I explained what happened on the interstate, his expression immediately turned serious. After all, so many people had been injured, and the full extent of the accident hadn't been determined yet.The car's brakes had been inspected multiple times, and every inspection found them to be functioning normally. That meant the problem wasn't with the car itself.I picked up the two metal rods and demonstrated what I had figured out."When the roadside technician inspected the car and tested the brakes, everything worked normally. I tested them myself afterward, and they worked too.

Just as I finished seeing my parents off, Tristan approached me and said, "Ms. Scott, there's good news. The final casualty count from the crash is in. There were no deaths. Two people were seriously injured, and another ten suffered minor injuries. "However, the two seriously injured victims are both out of danger."I let out a huge sigh of relief.Tristan also told me that they had found the dashcam inside my car. Although it couldn't capture my feet, it had a clear view of my upper body. The footage showed that I had been driving extremely carefully.I had taken my foot off the gas well in advance, slowing the car down and reducing the severity of the accident.Of course, in my previous life, I had no idea the brakes were going to fail.I had been traveling at 120 miles per hour on the interstate. By the time I realized I needed to slow down, it was already too late.But this time, I knew what was coming. Even though the brakes had failed again, I had slowed down beforehand.

The officers agreed with my suggestion and immediately got to work.When they returned with a signal receiver and tossed it onto the interrogation table, Sam froze completely.Clarence scoffed. "Just so we're clear, we found this in your house."He pressed a button. Although the device had been removed from the shoes, the two small metal rods still stood up in response to the signal.He slammed his hand against the table, making Sam flinch. "Ready to start talking?"Before Sam could speak, another officer came in and called the two officers out of the interrogation room.They were working on a separate lead—they were investigating similar incidents throughout the area.As I had suspected, I hadn't been the first victim.Sam had been working at the dealership for years. His sales numbers had always been worse than those of his colleagues, and he had grown bitter toward customers who chose not to buy from him.Every month, he would secretly select customers he disliked and give