"Today, I'm speaking as someone who's witnessed firsthand how vicious, aggressive and reckless journalism can destroy a person." Craig said, voice low but cutting,
A few murmurs rippled through the crowd, followed by a single dry cough from the back row, but his gaze didn't waver.
"You've harassed a college student. A grieving one. One who spent a year believing her mother was dead, only to discover she was alive. And worse, that the person who tried to kill her… was her own father."
Several reporters shifted in closer, almost stepping over each other, with desperation to get the best angle, the best audio.
"She didn't just lose a parent," Craig continued, voice thickening. "She lost both. In two different ways. Her mother, to a year of mourning and grief. Her father, to the kind of betrayal that can't be undone."
Somewhere near the back, Phoebe and Megan stood frozen, their textbooks clutched tightly to their chests.
