The small, static-heavy television screen in the correctional facility's common room flickered with the bright, artificial glare of studio lighting.
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Chapter 3 - THE ALLIANCE IN THE SHADOWSThe next morning, I used my permitted prison phone call to dial an encrypted number belonging to a veteran investigative journalist named David Ross, who had spent years trying to expose corruption within the state's political machine.
"David," I said quietly when he answered. "You've been looking for the truth behind Thomas Reed's hit-and-run."
"Who is this?" David asked, his voice instantly sharp.
"My name is Claire Vale," I replied. "And I'm currently sitting in Bedford Hills Correctional Facility serving a four-year sentence for a crime my husband committed. I have the audio recording of the cover-up."
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There was a breathless pause on the other end of the line. "Send it."
Within two hours, David Ross had downloaded the decrypted audio files, verified their metadata, and cross-referenced them with the original police dispatch logs from the night of the crash.
