Later that evening, Chris, Chef, and several interns are huddled around the monitors in the surveillance room. In spite of the perp doing quite a good job in creating a realistic photo, it eventually falls apart.
"Hmmm. I'm still not seeing a match. Ryan, rewind that and play it again." Chef is busy analyzing the tape while an intern continuously replays the footage."
Chris looks at Chef. "I knew this photo was suspicious, even though it looks so real…"
"Uh guys, come over here. I think this answers all our questions." Another intern guides, Chris, Chef, and Ryan over.
"Look at this." Whoever did this must've used this laptop, as it was not only left on, but with Photoshop open, and most importantly, that same photo was still displayed.
"Very interesting, Miles." Chris then looked confused. "But why is it in Photoshop?"
Miles opened up the media player. "I also found this."
Chef spoke up. "Hey, that's part of the security footage!"
"Yes, and look specifically at the poses made in the clips, against those in the photo." Sure enough, they matched. It suddenly dawned on the four of them:
"This photo is a fake! They were trying to frame Max and Jesse!" When this was realized, Chris decided to take matters into his own hands.
"Chef, you and the interns preserve the evidence. I need to go make things right with Max." Chef looked surprised at Chris.
"Can't you just call Max and clear things up?"
"I could do that, but this requires a face-to-face talk, it's that personal. I'll head over to the resource center." Chris then boards a golf cart and drives over to the portable.
I sit in the portable with my group of campers. They know I'm innocent, and true, I have felt less anxious since Chris promised to review the security footage. I'm happy that the campers came out to give their support, and even kept praying for me as time went on. Suddenly there's a knock at the door.
"Come in." Chris then enters the portable.
"Hey guys, didn't think you'd all be here." Chris then sits in the chair in front of my desk and faces both me and the crowd as me gestures for silence.
"The photo was found to be a fake, as it did not match the security footage. Turns out somebody had hacked into one of the intern's laptops and used parts of real clips to manipulate this photo. We don't know who's responsible, so no disciplinary action will be taken as of yet. That said, we do know that both Pastor Max and Pastor Jesse have not been in violation of any rules here. Therefore, I declare both Pastor Max and Pastor Jesse innocent, and the suspension on Wednesday-night youth group, to be lifted! That's all."
"Hallelujah and hosannah! Our prayers were answered!" The whole crowd cheered at this news.
"Yeah, heheh, huzzah." Chris then turned to me and smiled. "I knew I could trust you guys. Can we let this be water under the bridge?"
"Water under the bridge, hombre." I shook Chris' hand as the crowd continued to celebrate the good news. Jesse was celebrating with Ezekiel at Playa des Losers, as I had my phone on speaker during this time.