"I'm not afraid of Miss Patricia," his father replied.
Leo leaned forward. The audience clapped politely. Then the tape jumped. Not a glitch—an edit. A crude, spliced cut. Junior Miss Pageant 2000 Series Vol2 Nc8.mpg
Megan laughed bitterly. "Not her. The bank. The town council. Half this county's economy runs on pageant money. You'll be the crazy guy with the camera." "I'm not afraid of Miss Patricia," his father replied
She replied within an hour: "He did. He helped me expose the loans. We sent the evidence to the state attorney general. Miss Patricia did six months of house arrest. But your dad… he made me promise to never tell anyone he was the source. He said, 'Some truths need a witness, not a hero.'" Then the tape jumped
He never found the manila envelope. But the next morning, he drove to Blue Ridge Valley. The high school was now a church. The pageant had folded in 2002 after a "financial discrepancy" the local paper buried on page 12.