The statement landed heavily in the charged silence, yet before the implication could settle, two uniformed officers entered the gym and scanned the chaotic scene. Dr. Whitman waved them over and exclaimed, “He attacked a parent during the ceremony!”
The suited man seized the opportunity and declared, “Arrest him immediately!”
One officer turned to the biker and asked, “Sir, what is your account of this situation?”
“There is an active no contact order,” the biker said, holding out his phone.
“That is a lie,” the suited man snapped quickly.
The officer examined the digital document displayed on the screen, and as he read, his posture shifted noticeably. The suited man protested, “That order is outdated and being appealed, so it does not apply anymore!”
The biker remained silent, shoulders squared, breathing steady, and he did not seek validation from the crowd as Addison’s guidance counselor, Mrs. Colleen Avery, approached the stage and asked gently, “Addison, do you want him here right now?”