Sir, ask. People shouted. Phones moved closer. The second blow shattered another section. Stop.
Cole yelled. Harlan swung toward him. You want to join her? Naomi finally spoke with authority. Deputy Cole, keep your camera running.
Both men looked at her. Harlan laughed. You giving orders now? I'm asking him to preserve evidence. Harlan walked toward her.
Evidence of what? Naomi brought one hand from behind her back. In it was a black credential wallet. She opened it slowly. The gold federal badge caught the midday sun.
Cole's expression emptied. Harlan stopped dead. Naomi held the credentials at chest level. Naomi Carter. Federal Bureau of Investigation.
Nobody spoke. Even the crowd seemed to go silent. Harlan's eyes moved from the badge to the destroyed Bugatti and back again. You should have identified yourself. I wasn't required to invoke my federal position during an ordinary traffic stop.
You entrapped me. I asked why you stopped me. I gave you valid documents. I refused consent. Everything after that was your decision.
Harlan glanced toward the watching shoppers. Put the phones down. He shouted. Nobody did. Cole looked sick.
Agent Carter, I didn't know. Keep recording, Deputy. Harlan suddenly reached for his radio. Dispatch, I need Naomi interrupted. Before you make that call, Sheriff, understand that destroying or concealing evidence now would create additional problems.
Harlan lowered the radio. Then came the first twist. Cole stepped closer to Naomi. Cole, shut up. 6 months.
Cole continued. I've been copying incident reports. Harlan lunged toward him, but Naomi stepped between them. Don't touch him. Cole's hands trembled.
Stops like this have happened before. Not with a car this expensive, but searches, seizures. People complained. Reports were changed afterward. Harlan shouted.
Then the records will show that. Naomi replied. Cole continued. There's a storage drive in my locker. Original body camera exports.
I started saving them after one disappeared from the evidence system. Naomi felt the entire situation expand. This was no longer about her brother's car. She took out her phone and made one call. Carter, I need the duty supervisor and public corruption team notified.