She threw her hands up, her dark veil fluttering.

“This is absolutely disgusting. Have you people lost your minds?

A funeral is a place of respect, not a courtroom!”

“You are correct, Ms. Marrow,” Mr. Halden replied smoothly.

“It is not a courtroom.

But physical evidence, as you’ll find, travels exceptionally well.”

Evan lunged a half-step forward, his fists balled at his sides.