Chapter 38 : “Caught in the Crossfire”
*Aaron’s POV*
The morning light bled through the blinds, casting shadows across the table where I sat, a half-eaten grapefruit before me. The tang of citrus lingered on my tongue, mingling with the bitter aftertaste of black coffee. My fingers were stained with newsprint; headlines screamed at me in stark, block letters as I picked up the paper. Front page. Professor Lee's mugshot stared back, his eyes hollow, the fall from grace immortalized in black and white.
"Drug scandal rocks campus – Arrest made amid allegations," read the bold type. My stomach churned. Each word was a hammer to my conscience. Arrested during the night. Anonymous calls. The club had stretched its tentacles far and wide, it seemed.
"Damn," I muttered under my breath, the syllables sharp as broken glass. Was justice served or had they become the very monsters they sought to punish? The question gnawed at me.