Thorne switched to a closer board.

“This is the downstroke on page two.

You can see the pen lift here and come down again a quarter inch to the right.”

She looked at the judge, not at Ray.

“This signature was written by someone trying to copy a model, not by the real owner.”

Ray rubbed at the back of his neck.

In the row behind him, Cheryl moved her bag from one shoulder to the other.

Vance held up a clear sleeve.