He Married Me to Steal My Family’s Shipyard. My Brother Spent Fifteen Years in a Wheelchair Waiting to Prove It

The prosecutor set a sealed evidence bag on the table beside the speaker.

Inside it was the section of my seatbelt the divers had cut from the sunken car — still wrapped in the heavy wire that had bound me to the frame.

“We executed a search warrant on your home this morning as well, Mr.

Merrick,” she said, without heat.

“Our teams recovered the materials that tie you to the rest of it, and the tools that match this wire.

You’ll have a great deal to say to us.