Vincent POV
I walked through the kindergarten hallway with a pace that made every teacher move aside. The atmosphere tightened with unease, but I did not slow down. Myra’s tear-stained face from earlier stayed at the front of my mind. She had clung to my shirt with shaking hands and whispered that her brothers had been framed. She believed it so strongly that there was no room for doubt on my part. Something was wrong at this school, and I intended to uncover it before the day ended.
When I reached the principal’s office, I pushed the door open without waiting to be invited. The principal jerked up from his chair, startled.
“Alpha, I did not expect you.”
“I want the full surveillance footage,” I said. “Every angle from yesterday. Bring it up now.”
He swallowed, eyes darting to the cor
