CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY SEVEN – WHISTLEBLOWER

As he rang up her purchases, Nia's mind wandered to what lay ahead. In just a few short hours, she would be using this camera to gather evidence, to finally uncover the truth that had eluded her for so long. The thought both terrified and exhilarated her. "That'll be $349.99," the clerk's voice cut through her reverie. Nia handed over her credit card, wincing internally at the cost. But it would be worth it, she reminded herself. It had to be. With the camera and extra battery safely tucked into her backpack, Nia left the store. The night seemed darker now, full of shadows and potential threats. But as she walked home, her steps were steady, her resolve unshaken. This was it. The point of no return. With each step, Nia moved further away from the person she used to be and closer to the woman she needed to become to survive this ordeal. The weight of the camera in her bag was a tangible reminder of the path she had chosen. As she reached her apartment building, Nia paused, looking u