A square beam of blue light hit the white projection screen on the side wall.

The video showed the lobby of First Missouri Bank at two o’clock on the afternoon of November fourth, the timestamp ticking in bright yellow numbers in the top corner.

A woman stepped through the glass entrance doors wearing my missing dark blue winter maternity coat, my dark blue silk scarf wrapped tight around her chin.

She walked up to the teller window, reached into the coat pocket, and handed over the forged authorization slip for eighty-five thousand dollars from Leo’s trust fund.

“Fast-forward ten seconds, Martha,” Judge Norris directed.