"Maybe we should what?" Pike exploded. Cole pulled out his own copy of the incident report, studying it against what he had just watched. I can't sign this, he announced.
The report doesn't match what actually happened. You'll sign whatever I tell you to sign, Pike snarled. No, Cole said firmly. I witnessed the encounter.
Agent Carter never advanced on anyone. She defended herself when you grabbed her without justification. Mercer nodded slowly. Cole's right.
I saw the same thing he did. Pike's control finally snapped completely. He lunged forward, shoving Cole backward across the front yard. Cole stumbled, catching himself before falling.
Your career is over. Pike screamed. Both of you. I'll make sure you never work in law enforcement again.
You're choosing criminals over your own department. Cole straightened up, looking directly at Pike with newfound resolve. I'm choosing the truth over lies. Maya stepped forward, her voice cutting through Pike's rage with cold authority.
Sergeant, she said, you just physically assaulted an officer in front of federal agents while attempting to coerce false testimony. And now two of your own officers are willing to testify that your official report is fabricated. Pike turned toward her, his face twisted with fury. Maya's expression remained perfectly calm.
Two officers just became witnesses against your version of events. Pike's breathing came in short, angry bursts as he stared up at the twins. The front yard felt charged with tension. Cole and Mercer stood several feet away, their faces showing clear discomfort with what they had just witnessed.
Shaw remained close to Pike's shoulder, waiting for orders. "This ends now," Pike declared, his voice low and dangerous. "Shaw, we're going around to the side entrance. Emergency authority to secure evidence before it gets destroyed."
Maya immediately stepped down one step, positioning herself between Pike and the side yard. There is no emergency. You have no warrant. I don't need a warrant when evidence is being tampered with.
Pike shot back, moving toward the corner of the porch. Shaw followed reluctantly, approaching Maya's position. "Agent Carter, please step aside."
"No," Maya said firmly, holding her ground.
Shaw reached out and grabbed her forearm, trying to pull her away from the path. I'm sorry, but you need to move. Maya's response was immediate and precise. She twisted her arm sharply, breaking Shaw's grip while simultaneously trapping his wrist against the porch railing.
Shaw found himself bent forward awkwardly, his hand pinned and unable to move without causing himself pain. "Release me," Maya said calmly, applying just enough pressure to keep him controlled. Shaw tried to pull free, but quickly realized he was completely immobilized. "Let go."