2 septembre 2026

I knew something was wrong before she even spoke.

“No.”

My voice sounded weak even to me.

I looked back at the report.

There was more.

The mechanic had recommended immediate repair and documented concern about deliberate damage near the rear brake assembly.

My hands started shaking.

“Emily…” I said slowly, “where exactly did you find this?”

She hesitated.

Then she reached into her coat pocket and pulled out another folded paper.

This one was older.

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