continued behaving as though his career couldn’t be touched.
Then the investigation reached command.
At the brigade ball, Evelyn tried to turn the situation into a public story about a cruel daughter abandoning her pregnant sister.
By then, I had facts ready for the same audience she had chosen.
None of that was random.
It was timing.
And the final shift was the hardest.
I stopped saving them.
For years, that was what I had been doing.
Covering bills.
Removing obstacles.
Fixing problems.
Softening consequences.
I had called it support.
