That was her first mistake. The second was assuming nobody knew she was coming. Trevor Hale was waiting near the service exit. So were Madison, Ryan, Ashley and Derek, all five. Nia stopped.
Trevor smiled. You came. Her pulse jumped. She kept her voice steady. I came for my records.
Madison raised her phone. Already recording. Ryan leaned against the wall. Derek moved casually toward the service door. Ashley stood farther back than the others.
She looked as though she wanted to be somewhere else. Trevor nodded toward Nia's bag. What's in there? None of your business. The complaint?
Nia said nothing. Give it to me. No. Ryan stepped closer. Trevor asked nicely. He didn't.
Madison laughed. Nia looked at the camera. Put that away. No. Trevor took another step. You've made this bigger than it needed to be.
You followed me. We didn't follow you. Then how did those pictures appear? Here. Trevor shrugged.
Maybe people are curious about Arthur's building. For the first time, his expression flickered. Nia saw it. Small, but real. You don't know what you're talking about.
I know enough. She moved toward the hall. Derek blocked it. Nia stopped. Move.
Derek shook his head. You need to hear Trevor out. No, I don't. Ryan reached for the strap of her canvas bag. Nia pulled it back.
Don't touch my things. What are you hiding? Evidence. The word changed the room. Ashley looked at Trevor.
Madison's phone moved closer. Trevor's face hardened. Withdraw the complaint. Nia stared at him. No. You're suspended.
Temporarily. You really think they're taking you back after that video? It was edited. Madison smiled. Prove it.
Nia looked at her. I intend to. Ryan reached again. This time he grabbed the folder sticking out of the bag. Nia caught the other end.
Let go. Ryan pulled. Paper edges bent. Nia released suddenly rather than let the folder tear. Ryan stumbled half a step back, surprised.
He handed the folder to Trevor. Trevor opened it. Appeal forms. Screenshots. The still image showing the reflected security camera.
His smile disappeared. Madison noticed. What? Trevor turned the page toward her. The red indicator light was visible in the glass.
Ashley stepped closer. There was another camera? Nobody answered. Nia watched them. Now she knew.
They were afraid of it too. Give me the folder. Trevor closed it. No. Nia stepped forward. Derek shifted toward the door again.
Ryan moved at her side. Madison kept filming. Ashley whispered. Trevor, just give it back. He ignored her.
You're going to withdraw the complaint. No. You don't understand what you're doing. I understand exactly what you're doing. His face tightened. Nia reached for the folder.
Trevor grabbed her wrist. Pain shot up her arm. She froze. Not because she couldn't pull away. Because she knew Madison's camera was waiting.
Trevor leaned closer. Say you're done. Nia's breathing changed. Let go. Say it.