We don't want to inflate something minor into Naomi raised a hand, silencing him before he could finish. A conflict. Her voice was quiet, but the edge in it sliced the air. You call a premeditated assault filmed, edited, and live streamed a conflict. Miller swallowed.
What I mean is, well, these situations can appear worse than Naomi leaned forward slightly. Mr. Miller. Why were the school cameras disabled 20 minutes before the attack? A crackling silence spread across the room. A reporter outside the door pressed her ear against the wood.
Miller blinked rapidly. What? What cameras? The hallway cameras, the cafeteria cameras, the east-wing entrance cameras, all of them. Attorney Halden stepped in quickly, her tone too polished, too rehearsed.
Dr. Green. With respect, camera malfunctions happen. Schools deal without dated. Naomi interrupted again. Sharper.
This wasn't a malfunction. She tapped her phone. A video appeared on the large screen behind her. The image grainy but unmistakable. A figure entering the school's camera control room, swiping a key card, typing rapidly at the main terminal.
Timestamp. Du quarant. The attack on Ila occurred at 3:1 p. M. 20 minutes before my daughter was assaulted.
Naomi said, "Someone accessed the system and shut it down. " Miller's chair creaked as he leaned back, stunned. I I don't understand who. Naomi advanced the video. The mysterious figure turned slightly, just enough for the camera to capture a partial profile.
A square jaw, a gray-blue collared shirt, a distinct, very recognizable ridge on the nose. Gasps fluttered across the room. Miller's face drained of color. "It it can't be, " he whispered. Halden stiffened.
"This is circumstantial. It's unclear. The image is too blurry. " Naomi clicked again. "A second angle, a clearer glimpse.
Still not a full face, but enough. A teacher, someone who worked at Riverwood, someone with access to restricted areas, someone too close to the bullies for comfort. Naomi let the room sink into that truth before she spoke again. "Does anyone here want to explain? " she asked softly why a faculty member was tampering with surveillance minutes before a hate motivated assault.
"Miller couldn't speak. " Harlon Pierce tried to interrupt, but Naomi continued. Because if a teacher is aiding these boys, then Riverwood High isn't a school. Her eyes hardened. It's a trap.
A ripple of fear moved through the room. Halden finally snapped into action. This accusation is outrageous. We don't know who that person is, and even if we did, we cannot imply collusion without proper. Naomi lifted a document from her folder and slid it across the table.
I took the liberty of cross-referencing the silhouettes build, hairstyle, and gait pattern with faculty staff. She tapped the paper. Three matches, one with the correct key card clearance. Miller's breath hitched. Dr. Green, please, let's not jump to concl.
Then explain why the bully group walked freely in areas where they had been documented harassing students before. Explain why Leila's complaints were ignored. Explain why your hall monitors mysteriously vanished at the same time cameras went down. Naomi's voice rose not in volume, but intensity. You had a pattern of negligence, Mr. Miller.