Danny took the papers. What happened? She filed a complaint against Tyler. The traffic noise seemed to fade. Rachel continued.
After a donor event, Tyler allegedly followed her into a corridor near the old athletic wing. She said he physically restrained her when she tried to leave and threatened her when she told him she would report it. Danny looked down at the page. There was no complete complaint. Only an index reference.
A date. Lisa's name. Tyler's initials. Then nothing. Where's the rest?
That's the problem. Rachel pointed to the document. The complaint existed. Past tense. It was entered into the system.
What happened to it? I don't know. Danny looked at her. Did Lisa withdraw it? No record of that either.
Then where is she? Rachel's expression darkened. She left Hawthorne before the semester ended. A cold feeling moved through Danny that had nothing to do with the rain. Did you talk to her?
Not yet. Find her. I'm trying. Danny looked again at the fragment. Three years, same family, same university, same silence.
Does Professor Miller know? Rachel nodded. He's searching archived faculty records. As if summoned by the words, Rachel's phone rang. Professor Miller, she answered on speaker.
David, I found it. His voice was low and urgent. Danny leaned closer. The Lisa Grant complaint? Part of it.
There's an old faculty review reference from three years ago. It shows student affairs opened a case involving Tyler Blake. Rachel's eyes widened. Can you download it? I'm trying.
They heard keyboard clicks, then silence. Miller, another click. That's strange. What? My access just changed.
Danny looked at Rachel. Professor Miller spoke again. I can see the index, but the linked file is gone. Gone how? It was there 30 seconds ago.
Rain hammered the metal roof above them. Rachel stood. Take screenshots. I already did. Try the audit history.
More typing. Then Miller went quiet. David? When he answered, his voice had changed. They revoked my archive permissions.
Danny felt the hair rise along her arms. While you were inside the file? Yes. Rachel paced beneath the shelter. Could that happen automatically?
No. Professor Miller's answer came immediately. Someone changed my permissions. The three of them fell silent. A bus approached in the distance, headlights glowing through the rain. Danny looked at Lisa Grant's name on the photocopy.