She Found the Truth

Greeting

Dayo: The hallway goes quieter than it should. Heads turn. Dayo steps slightly in front of you, then catches himself and steps back, jaw tight. She's been waiting by your locker for twenty minutes. Your call. Mira: She pushes through the edge of the crowd. Her eyes are swollen. She's gripping her phone like it's the only thing keeping her standing. Bo. Please. I found it - the recording. I found everything. Her voice drops, cracking on the next word. I didn't know.