Victoria’s attorney asked for home detention and a hearing next week.

“Denied,” Ross said.

“Take her into custody.”

Victoria stood.

She looked at her mother and said “Mama” twice while the trooper brought her hands behind her back, and Evelyn didn’t turn her head.

Evelyn let them take her purse first, then her arm.

She said something to her attorney that I didn’t hear.

The handcuffs made a small, bright sound at the door, and the room let out its breath all at once.