I walked over to the officer.
He was still holding the phone.
“That’s our phone. The video’s in the Bennett Family group chat. She’s the one who posted it.”
I pointed at Diane.
The officer hesitated, looked down at the screen.
“You sure you want to handle this now?”
“I don’t need you to handle it. I need everybody to watch.”
He put the phone in my hand.
I opened Bennett Family.
The video was still there.
Diane’s footage. Me on the grass, ankle bleeding, camera shaking.
Her voice came out of the speaker.
“Look. She’s faking again.”
I held the phone up so the whole yard could see the screen.
“This is the version she wanted the whole family to see.”
I hit delete.
The video disappeared from the group.
Then I opened Diane’s chat history and deleted the copies she’d sent to three relatives, and turned the screen toward her.
