No More Dodging
Jacob tried to deflect again, his voice sharp with defensiveness. “Anyone can fake audio,” he said, hoping to dismiss the evidence. Donnie slid a printed sheet across the table toward him. “Timestamp, 2002. Source number matches your office line,” he said, calm but firm. Mr. Dwyer glanced at the header and nodded slowly. “It appears consistent,” he confirmed. Greg leaned forward and pushed the recorder toward Jacob. “Say it isn’t you,” he challenged. Jacob stayed still, refusing to touch it. Laura’s eyes narrowed. “Answer him,” she insisted. Jacob looked at me, voice low. “It was a long time ago.” I met his gaze steadily. “You said you’d ruin him. We all heard it.”
No More Dodging
Laura Stands With Me
Laura turned to Mr. Dwyer, her tone resolute. “Please note the recording in the file,” she instructed. Then she faced Jacob directly. “She brought proof. You blocked them both. You don’t get to bully your way out now.” Jacob rubbed his jaw, tension etched across his face. “Laura, don’t make this worse,” he muttered. She shook her head, unwavering. “You already did that. Apologize to Kim. Apologize to Roger. Fix what you can.” Greg chimed in, “Start here, Jacob.” Donnie added, “Own it on the record.” Mr. Dwyer lifted his pen, preparing to make note of the moment.
Laura Stands With Me
