The room was heavy with silence after Alex's defense of Victoria. Danny and Mike sat back, still absorbing the revelation.
But it was Mike who broke the quiet, his concern cutting through the air.
"Alright, forget Victoria Blackwood for a second," he said, leaning forward. "What about President Pierce and Marcus? What the hell do we do about them?"
Danny's jaw tightened, his words spilling with frustration. "Yeah. This whole thing feels too damn perfect to be coincidence. William and Brad show up beaten and bloody, stagger straight into Pierce's office... like it's some staged performance."
He let out a sharp breath, shaking his head. "And now? Everyone sees it, whispers spread... and they all think we're some criminals. One problem stacked on another, and all of it points right back at us."
Mike raked a hand through his hair, frustration sharpening his tone. "And we weren't even on campus after the incident, which makes it look like we're hiding."
