How Green Becomes Wood

"The history teacher?" Dark repeated, for the first time feeling anything even near to regret for leaving. Of course it would be his replacement who was being racist.

Then he took the two projects from Xander, reading the notes aloud to Daizi, but hesitated when he saw the title of Alec's, looking up at him and nearly asking why he didn't let him know that was his project but deciding it wasn't a needed line of questioning. Anyway, he vaguely recalled Daizi letting him know something about it, but at the time she had told him Alec was being a bit cagey about it. He didn't know it was about this. Then Dark read the notes to Daizi as he had done before, his voice as even as it had been before.

"Weren't your sources given to you by your Aunt?" Daizi asked.
 
Alec nodded and then answered aloud, "Yes. It's all public stuff, and I could have eventually found most of it, but it's also all available on request. I asked Aunt Ciara if maybe I could get some of the harder-to-find files, and she got them for me. Some of them have been redacted a little, but I only used what I could find. No assumptions, no filling in the blanks."
 
"Yes," Alec said, his grip tightening on Xander's. "It... didn't go well. She claims that even if my source of files from the FBI is real, which she doubted, then they were obviously doctored."
 
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