Redden swallowed hard. His mind replayed Naomi walking away without a glance. He understood now. Her silence hadn’t been submission. It had been certainty. Another figure entered the gate area—older, composed, FAA badge unmistakable. The agent regarded Redden with professional detachment.
“Captain Marcus Redden,” he said, “you are requested for interview regarding allegations of interference with cabin operations and acceptance of inducements.”
Redden gave a hollow laugh. “Inducements? This is absurd.”
“The evidence will clarify,” the agent replied.
Victoria stepped forward, voice climbing. “This is harassment. I’m a customer.”
The investigative lead finally turned toward her, tone unchanged. “Miss Langford, you are being reviewed for potential bribery and interference with safety operations.”
Victoria’s lips trembled. “Bribery? I offered appreciation. It’s the holidays.”
The compliance officer spoke for the first time. “We need to secure items relevant to the allegation.”
Redden stiffened. “What items?”
The lead answered precisely. “Captain, remove the contents of your right coat pocket and place them on the table.”
Redden hesitated—brief, but noticeable. The FAA agent’s voice sharpened. “Now.”
Redden reached into his coat and produced a thick white envelope. Victoria inhaled sharply.
“That’s not—”
The compliance officer opened it without expression and counted. “Cash,” he said. “Unreported.”
Victoria’s voice cracked. “It was a tip for the crew.”
