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Chapter 7 - The Interrogations

The holding cells at the state police barracks were cold and smelled of industrial disinfectant.

Inside Interview Room 1, Mark sat with his head in his hands. His tie was loosened, his jacket removed. He looked ten years older than he had on his birthday.

Across the table sat Sarah Jenkins and Arthur Vance.

“Mark,” Sarah said, sliding a document across the table. “This is the digital forensic report. We have the geofence data showing your burner phone was active in the vicinity of the convenience store where you bought it, and we have the IP address logs matching the emails sent to the OPA. You are facing up to seven years in a state penitentiary for witness tampering alone. That’s before we even get to the assault charges.”

Mark didn't look up. “It was a joke,” he muttered, his voice hoarse. “It was just a joke.”

“If it was a joke, why did you have Detective Cole run your sister’s medical records?” Arthur asked, his voice booming in the small room. “Why did Captain Miller threaten her in a parking garage? Was that a joke too?”

Mark’s head snapped up. “I didn't ask them to do that! I swear! I just... I told Miller that Elena was going to ruin me. I told him she was looking into my files. Miller said he would ‘take care of it.’ I didn't know he was going to do all that!”

Sarah exchanged a glance with Arthur. “So Captain Miller initiated the database search and the intimidation on his own authority to protect his precinct’s reputation?”

“Yes!” Mark cried, desperate to shift the blame. “Miller’s dirty! He’s been covering up things for years! He has a whole system. If an officer gets into trouble, Miller makes it go away. He didn't want the OPA sniffing around the 5th Precinct because he knew what you’d find!”

“What would we find, Mark?” Sarah asked, leaning forward, her eyes locked on his.

Mark swallowed hard. He looked at the tape recorder, then back at Sarah.

“The drug seizures,” Mark whispered. “Miller and Cole... they don't log all of it. They keep a portion of the cash and the product. They use it to pay off informants, and... they keep some for themselves. It’s been going on for five years.”

Behind the two-way glass, my breath caught.

What had started as an off-duty assault case had just cracked open a massive, multi-million dollar corruption ring within the city’s most powerful precinct.

Meanwhile, in Interview Room 2, Captain Robert Miller sat in silence. He was dressed in a pristine suit, his hands folded neatly on the table. He looked completely unbothered.

“You have nothing,” Miller said to the investigator across from him. “I was in that garage for a meeting. I spoke to Ms. Alvarez to offer my condolences about her family dispute. Any assertion beyond that is pure speculation.”

The door to the interview room opened, and Arthur Vance walked in. He carried a laptop and set it on the table.

“Captain Miller,” Arthur said. “I think you should see this.”

He pressed play on the laptop.

The screen showed Detective Thomas Cole, sitting in another interview room, crying and writing on a yellow legal pad.

“Miller ordered me to run her name,” Cole’s voice came through the speakers, shaky and broken. “He told me to find anything we could use to blacken her reputation. He said if I didn't do it, he’d put me back on patrol in the worst district. He has the files on the cash logs. He keeps them in a safe in his basement.”

Miller’s smooth expression finally cracked. His eyes widened, a muscle twitching in his jaw.

“And,” Arthur continued, leaning down, “we just executed a search warrant on your residence. We found the safe, Captain. Along with three hundred thousand dollars in unlogged cash, two kilograms of cocaine, and a ledger detailing every bribe you’ve taken since 2021.”

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Miller sat frozen, his mouth slightly open, the realization of his complete and total ruin washing over him like a tidal wave.

The blue wall hadn't just cracked. It had completely collapsed.

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