A Tinderbox of Vengeance
The tide was turning sharply against me.
I could feel the leaders—some who had still harbored doubts—beginning to frown, scribbling notes after listening to Lisa's performance.
Even Captain Wright, who had always valued me, looked at me with a tangled mix of disappointment, pain, and disbelief.
"Finn," he said heavily, "how do you explain this screenshot?"
I lifted my head slowly.
"My job is to eliminate danger and protect lives—not to play therapist for an adult who recklessly endangers others. As for that screenshot, it's pure fabrication. Right now, I have only one request."