And I know the footage was altered by someone with access to the system.”

He slid the envelope back toward me, but this time it looked less like a gift and more like something dangerously close to a bargain.

“Do you expect me to keep quiet?” I asked.

Vincent took his hand away.

“No.

That’s why I need to be clear.

You can refuse the money, speak to any investigator you choose, and walk away from me.

Nothing changes what I owe you for getting me medical help.”