Maya's video exploded within hours.
3 million views.
#IAmNotYourShame trending across platforms.
International journalists, human rights groups, and major news outlets picked up the fire she lit.
Zara called with a voice full of awe.
"They're calling it one of the boldest survivor stories of the decade."
But Maya didn't care about trends.
She cared about truth.
And it was finally winning.
---
The fallout came fast.
The Ministry launched an emergency inquiry.
Adedeji Foundation's assets were frozen.
A formal investigation opened into 14 names—including Maya's father.
Photos of Femi. Video clips from the homes. Recordings from Witness34. The school logs. The ledger.
Everything had been pieced together like a puzzle—and the picture it painted was undeniable.
The public turned. The silence broke.
But it came with a cost.
---
That night, Maya received a message from a blocked number:
"You think this is justice?
We still run the system.
You're just a story. We're the writers."
Jordan cursed. "They're trying to scare you again."
Maya only smiled. "Good. That means they're scared too."
---
The next day, she got another message—but this time, from Witness34.
A location.
"Come alone. I'll give you everything you still don't know.
But if they follow, I disappear forever."
Jordan insisted on going with her.
But Maya knew this had to be her walk.
---
She arrived at an old train station long since abandoned.
There, leaning against a pillar, was an older woman with tired eyes and a cane.
"Witness34?" Maya asked.
The woman smiled faintly. "My name is Ngozi."
Maya's voice caught. "You were… in the homes?"
Ngozi nodded. "A long time ago. Before it even made headlines. I was there when the first ones were taken. I knew your father back when he was still just a man—before he became a monster in a suit."
She handed Maya a flash drive.
"I've spent the last twenty years collecting everything they tried to bury. And now… I'm tired. You're strong. You've already done what I couldn't. This will end it."
---
Back at the safehouse, Maya, Jordan, and Zara watched the files load.
They included:
Full financial trails showing the international laundering scheme.
Signed internal memos about how to "handle dissent."
Video footage of Maya's father in meetings with other officials, mocking victims.
Zara stared at the screen in silence. "This… is enough to bring the entire structure down."
Jordan whispered, "It's not just about clearing your name anymore. You're about to take down a kingdom built on pain."
Maya's eyes were calm. "Let it fall."
---
That night, the third and final exposé went live.
Headline:
"Rot in the Roots: Inside the Hidden Empire of Nigeria's Most Powerful Philanthropist"
The next morning, an arrest warrant was issued for her father.
He vanished.
Interpol was contacted.
The hunt began.
---
But Maya?
She stood on a rooftop, her head tilted to the morning sky.
And for the first time in forever—
She breathed without fear.