The punch is not visible because the video starts after it." Miller's expression stayed neutral. That is one interpretation. Jordan felt something cold move through him. No. Miller looked up.
Jordan's voice remained controlled. That isn't an interpretation. The video has a beginning. Somebody cut it. Silence.
Professor Hayes placed Jordan's documentation on the table. We've provided a timeline of harassment covering the week before the incident. Miller glanced at it. Yes. And photographs of the damaged portfolio.
Yes. And evidence that Mr. Carter repeatedly attempted to leave. Miller's hands folded again. We'll review all relevant materials. Jordan looked at him.
Relevant according to who? Professor Hayes turned slightly. Miller's expression hardened by a fraction. Mr. Carter. Jordan stopped.
He knew that tone, the warning hidden inside politeness. He sat back. Understood. The meeting ended 22 minutes later. Nothing changed.
Graduation hold remained. Internship certification remained frozen. The university would continue evaluating the evidence. Outside the building, Jordan stood on the steps beneath the clear, cold sky. Professor Hayes came beside him.
You did well. Jordan looked toward West Haven in the distance. I could put Tyler on the ground in two seconds. Professor Hayes said nothing. I could stop Chase before he touched me.
Still nothing. I could control Logan without hurting him. Jordan looked at her. But I can't do anything to this. Professor Hayes's face softened.
That is exactly what they want you to feel. Jordan laughed bitterly. It's working. He walked away before she could answer. For the first time since the terrace, his composure felt thin.
Not gone. Thin. He crossed the quad. Students moved around him. Some stared.
Some didn't. One man whispered something to another. Jordan kept going at the engineering building. He stopped outside Professor Hayes's off because someone was standing there. Emily Collins.
Her canvas messenger bag hung from one shoulder. A laptop was tucked against her chest. She looked nervous. Not uncertain. Nervous.
Those were different things. Jordan slowed. Emily looked at him. I heard about the hold. Jordan said nothing.
She swallowed. I should have come sooner. Professor Hayes had followed him down the hall. She stopped several feet behind. Emily set the laptop on a bench.