Jay steadied his breath before speaking, a hint of confusion in his voice. "Collins, what''s up? You needed to see me?"


    Collins nced around the practice room at the other performers before his gazended back on Jay. "Not the best ce to talk. Come to my office."


    Jay furrowed his brow but, seeing the serious look on Collins'' face, he nodded and followed him.


    Once the office door clicked shut, Collins gestured for Jay to sit down. He pulled out his phone and queued up a video. "Take a look at this," he said, handing the phone to Jay.


    Jay nced at the screen, puzzled. The video was the restored surveince footage from the parking lot.


    The resolution wasn''t perfect, but it was clear enough to recognize the tall,nky figure of Jay''s brother, Emerson.


    "Collins, why are you filming my brother?" Jay asked, his focus entirely on Emerson, not yet realizing the parking garage belonged to theirpany.


    As Jay continued to watch, his brother snuck into a car with a license te that looked painfully familiar. His face went pale.


    Why was Emerson getting into Juztin''s car?


    Collins took his time before responding coolly, "Juztin''s car ident wasn''t random. Someone tampered with the brake pads."


    Jay''s fingers trembled, nearly dropping the phone. He stopped watching the video and looked up at Collins, his voice shaky. "Collins, what are you trying to say?"


    Collins'' eyes sharpened, his tone turning stern. "You know exactly what I mean. Do I need to spell it out for you?"


    Jay shook his head. "I really don''t know what''s going on. My brother... no, it can''t be him. He wouldn''t do something like this."


    Collins studied Jay, searching for any sign of guilt or panic. But aside from shock, Jay''s face showed nothing, which made Collins frown.


    The person in the video was undoubtedly Jay''s brother, as his unguarded reaction had confirmed. Yet Jay''s response seemed disconnected from the situation.


    If he was acting, his emotional control was impressively solid.


    "Cut the act. I''ve had people look into it. Your brother is the one who messed with the car," Collins stated firmly.


    Jay''s face was ashen as he insisted, "It can''t be. Emerson would never do something like that... I may not like Juztin, but my brother has spent time with him, even helped him out. He wouldn''t do this. The person in that video-it''s not my brother. Someone''s trying to frame him."


    Seeing that Jay wouldn''t admit it, Collins took back his phone and stood up from the couch. He moved to his desk, booted up hisputer, and printed out the evidence Mirabe had sent him.


    He handed the documents to Jay, watching as he looked through them. The records detailed Emerson''s exact whereabouts on the thirteenth of October, leaving no stone unturned.


    Collins had been shocked when he first saw the records. The rity and detail of transactions from over two months ago were almost divine.