Her phone captured Voss standing beside the Bentley.
It recorded the second strike.
And it captured Daniel Price warning that dispatch had not confirmed the vehicle stolen.
Rachel couldn’t believe what she was seeing.
The driver was standing calmly.
Her hands were visible.
She had given the officer her documents.
Yet the deputy was damaging the car in broad daylight.
Rachel kept recording.
She understood that whatever happened next, the evidence might matter.
Chapter 6: The Rookie Who Refused to Look Away
Daniel Price had joined law enforcement because he wanted to help people.
He grew up in Briar County.
His mother worked at the county hospital.
His father owned a small auto repair shop.
Daniel believed the sheriff’s office should be a place where honest people could seek help.
But during his first months on patrol, he had noticed how differently some senior officers handled difficult situations.
Voss often became aggressive during traffic stops.
He disliked being questioned.
And he expected younger deputies to support him without hesitation.
Daniel had remained quiet during several uncomfortable encounters.
He told himself he was inexperienced.
That he needed to learn.
That supervisors probably understood things he didn’t.
But now he was watching his field training officer smash the windows of a vehicle whose registration appeared valid.
Daniel stepped forward.
“Sergeant, I need to tell you something.”
Voss turned sharply.
“What?”
“Dispatch says there’s no stolen vehicle report.”
Voss glared.
“Then run it again.”
“I already did.”
“Run it again!”
Daniel hesitated.
“Sir, the information matches the documents she provided.”
Voss stepped closer.
“Are you questioning my judgment?”
Daniel swallowed.
“I’m confirming what dispatch reported.”
Camille watched the exchange.
She could see the young deputy was frightened.
But she could also see that he was trying to do the right thing.
She spoke calmly.
“Deputy Price, please preserve the body-camera footage and dispatch communications.”
Voss turned toward her.
“You don’t give orders here.”
Camille met his gaze.
“Preserving evidence isn’t an unreasonable request.”
Voss laughed.
“Lady, you have no idea who you’re dealing with.”
