Chapter 10: The Woman Who Knew Too Much
Mrs. Collins stood outside the office door like she belonged there.
Like she hadn’t just been exposed.
Like she hadn’t spent days pretending my son was a liar.
She smiled.
“Principal Harris, I was looking for you.””
Nobody answered.
Her eyes moved from Harris to me.
Then down to the flash drive in my hand.
For the smallest moment, her smile disappeared.
She noticed.
She knew.
I closed my fingers around it.
“Why are you here, Mrs. Collins?””
She tilted her head.
“Is that really how you speak to a teacher?””
“A teacher who hurt my child?””
Her expression hardened.
“You still believe that story?””
I almost couldn’t believe her.
Even now.
Even after the recording.
Even after the evidence.
She was still acting like she was the victim.
Principal Harris stepped forward.
“You shouldn’t be here.””
Mrs. Collins looked at him.
“Actually, I think I have every right.””
“Why?””
She smiled.
“Because I know what you found.””
The room went silent.
My heart started pounding.
“How do you know what he found?”” I asked.
She looked at me.
For once, she didn’t have an answer ready.
Then she recovered.
“I hear things.””
“No,” I said.
“You don’t.””
I held up the flash drive.
“You’re afraid of this.””
Her eyes locked onto it.
And that confirmed everything.
Principal Harris noticed too.
“You knew about the backup.””
Mrs. Collins laughed quietly.
“Everyone is making this much bigger than it needs to be.””
“Bigger?”” I stepped closer.
“A child was hurt.””
She looked annoyed.
Not guilty.
Annoyed.
“That boy has always caused problems.””
My hands tightened.
“He’s nine.””
“And he knows how to manipulate people.””
The words hit me harder than I expected.
Because they weren’t just cruel.
They were calculated.
She wasn’t angry anymore.
She was trying to create a different story.
A story where Noah was the problem.
I reached for my phone.
“I’m recording this conversation.””
Her face changed.
“You can’t do that.””
“Why not?””
She opened her mouth.
Then stopped.
Because she knew.
Everything she said could hurt her.
Principal Harris looked at her.
“Who told you about the audio?””
She didn’t answer.
“Mrs. Collins.””
Still nothing.
Then she sighed.
“You really want to know?””
“Yes.””
She walked into the office and closed the door behind her.
“I was warned.””
“By who?””
She looked at Harris.
Then at me.
“You think I’m the only person who benefits from keeping this quiet?””
My stomach dropped.
“What does that mean?””
She smiled.
“Ask your principal why he was allowed to stay after all those complaints.””
Harris’ face changed.
“What are you talking about?””
Mrs. Collins leaned against the desk.
“You think they protected me?””
A pause.
“They protected everyone.””
Nobody spoke.
The words hung in the air.
“What everyone?”” I asked.
But before she could answer, the office door opened.
Karen Lewis walked in.
She looked between us.
“What’s going on?””
Mrs. Collins immediately changed her expression.
Nothing happened.
Just like that.
The fear disappeared.
The confidence returned.
“I was just leaving.””
Karen watched her carefully.
“No, you’re not.””
Mrs. Collins stopped.
“I’m sorry?””
“You’re not leaving until we finish this interview.””
For the first time, Mrs. Collins looked nervous.
Karen turned toward me.
“Mrs. Carter, I need that flash drive.””
I handed it over.
Karen connected it to her laptop.
The file appeared.
Everyone watched silently.
Then another file appeared.
Not audio.
Video.
My eyebrows lifted.
“There’s video?””
Harris looked confused.
“That shouldn’t be there.””
Karen clicked it.
The screen went black.
Then the classroom appeared.
The camera wasn’t the original security camera.
It was something else.
A hidden angle.
A backup system.
And then someone walked into view.
Someone I recognized immediately.
My breath caught.
Because it wasn’t Mrs. Collins.
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It wasn’t Principal Harris.
It was someone I never expected.
