Truth Breaks the Silence

It happened the next morning.

Adrian, Eva, and Niko had taken shelter in an old shed near the southern woods. They hadn't slept much — too many thoughts, too many memories, and too much waiting.

Then the buzz of Adrian's phone broke the silence.

No caller ID. Just a message.

"Check the news."

Adrian opened it quickly, heart racing.

A video.

He hit play.

It began with the sound of Eva's voice, reading part of her notebook. Calm, steady, strong.

Then came photos.

Of files. Documents. Maps.

Then a title appeared:

"The Disappeared of Drevenica: One Woman's Fight for the Truth."

By Lea Toren. Tribune Weekly.

Eva held her breath as the screen showed familiar faces.

The corrupt ones.

Marek Siven.

Two council members.

A well-known businessman.

Adrian felt goosebumps.

It was out.

Everything.

"Look," Niko whispered, holding up his phone. "It's everywhere."

Dozens of messages.

Articles reposted. People commenting. Calling for answers.

Eva's hand shook as she scrolled.

Some believed her. Others doubted.

But no one could ignore it.

"They can't erase me now," she whispered.

Adrian touched her shoulder. "You just lit a fire too big to put out."

Eva looked up, eyes shining.

"For the girls who never came home," she said.

"For Niko's sister," Niko added softly.

"For all of us," Adrian finished.

An hour later, a second video went live.

This time, it showed Marek being questioned outside the town hall. A reporter shoved a microphone in his face.

"Deputy Siven, are the reports true? Are you involved in the disappearances?"

He pushed the camera away and said nothing.

But his silence was louder than any answer.

Eva watched it three times.

She didn't smile.

She just nodded.

It was beginning.

And there was no going back.