le evidence and the contradictions in Julian's testimony, it was enough to justify reopening the investigation.
I took everything to the district attorney.
At first, officials were defensive.
They argued that Maya had already been convicted.
The case had gone through trial.
The jury had reached its decision.
But then they heard the recording.
The room became silent.
The prosecutor asked me to play it again.
When the final words faded from the speakers, nobody spoke for several seconds.
Then the prosecutor looked toward the investigators.
“Where is Julian Vance?”
Nobody knew.
His phone had been switched off.