“No questions for this witness, Your Honor,” the lawyer said.

“Mr.

Quill, you can step down,” Judge Miller said.

The courtroom went quiet except for the rustle of paper as Judge Miller went through the sealed evidence pouch at the bench.

He plugged a small flash drive into his monitor and leaned in to watch the clips without a word.

For three minutes nobody spoke.

Rain on the courthouse’s tall stained-glass windows was the only sound in the room.

Jaclyn sat perfectly still, her long nails finally lying flat on the wood.