“Innocent,” he replied, opening his briefcase. Nothing. Panic surged—his proof was gone.
Recollection hit him like a thunderclap: the flat tire, her car, his briefcase on the passenger seat. He sprinted, convinced security to let him retrieve it, and under the seat of her gray Mazda—there it was.
Back in Courtroom 2B, he plugged in the USB. The video revealed everything: Paula entering after hours, leaving with the laptop. Timestamp perfect. Silence gripped the room.
Salgado sputtered. The judge cut him off. “This hearing is not over.”
Outside, Salgado tried a bribe: “Twenty thousand pesos—plead guilty to a lesser charge.” Paula nodded, urging him to accept. Andrés feigned compliance, but his jacket held another secret: a recording capturing every word.
Next morning, he played it in court. Bribes. Threats. Obstruction of justice. The courtroom froze. The judge ordered arrests. Salgado and Paula went down.
“This court exonerates you completely,” she said to Andrés. Relief flooded him.
“You dropped your USB in my car,” she admitted quietly. “If you hadn’t stopped to help… none of this would have come to light.”
“That tire saved my life,” he said.
“Sometimes fate works like that,” she replied.
Six months later, Andrés rebuilt his life, settlement in hand. And in that small café near the courthouse, Judge Elena Morales approached with a quiet smile. “Is this seat taken?”
“Not anymore,” he said, and for the first time in months, he breathed easy.
Sometimes, a flat tire isn’t just a delay—it’s destiny in disguise.
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