The evidence spoke for itself. Walter was released quietly before sunrise. No paperwork beyond what was necessary. No one else needed to know how close we’d come to ruining his life. I drove him to work myself.
He stared out the window the whole way, like he didn’t trust the morning to be real. When his manager came storming out, already angry, I stepped between them. “He helped us shut it down,” I said. “He didn’t do a damn thing wrong.” The man hesitated, then nodded.