Elena changed her image.
The identification room.
The red screen.
Ricardo closing the laptop at once.
“At 16:44,” Elena said, “the system identified Director Rivas. Inspector Cruz suppressed the alert. He ordered to delete the notice. That action was recorded on federal servers.
Richard squeezed his eyes.
Elena opened a sheet with names.
“Now, the pattern.
Twenty-three files appeared on the screen.
Thomas Medina.
Maria Santos.
Luis Herrera.
Jaime Murillo.
And nineteen others.
—Cripted complaints. Hidden videos. False reports. Manipulated evidence. Unjustified injuries. Families destroyed.
Prosecutor Montes spoke in a lower voice.
The figures matter. But the numbers don't cry. People are.
The door opened.
Four victims came in.
Tomás Medina, former accountant.
Maria Santos, mother of two children.
Luis Herrera, construction worker.
Jaime Murillo, veteran with a medal on the jacket.
Sergio recognized Thomas immediately.
Thomas stood in front of him.
You put a bag in my car. He looked me in the eye while I screamed that it was not mine. I spent eight months locked up. I lost my job. I lost custody of my daughter. All for you to meet a fee.
