“Yes,” Detective Mitchell said.

“The local card in the kitchen was wiped at 11 a.m. that morning, but the offsite cloud drive kept the complete recording.”

“Does the defense have any questions for this witness?” Judge Vance asked.

Attorney Cross half rose from his seat, looked down at how rigidly Patricia was sitting, and sat back down without saying anything.

“The prosecution now calls Vanessa Miller,” Marcus said.

Vanessa walked up the carpeted aisle to the witness box, arms folded tight across her flowered blouse, and took the oath.