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"And it's not nothing. But it's not everything either, so don't get your hopes up too high, okay? I don't want you crashing off this the way you did after the security office thing."
I nodded, already leaning forward, already hungry for whatever came next in a way that made it hard to sit still in my own chair.
"The footage thing is complicated," she said. "My uncle's contact said there's a retention policy, most of that stuff gets wiped after ninety days unless it's flagged for something specific, like an actual complaint or an investigation. Which this wasn't. So there's a real chance it's already gone."
Something in my chest dropped. "A real chance. Not a certainty."