“Mr.

Holloway, on September ninth you took forty-one thousand dollars out of our joint emergency account,” I said.

“I did,” Grant said, his tone mild and rehearsed.

“It went to fund commercial land acquisitions for the company’s expansion.”

“I’m showing you exhibit four, certified wire confirmation receipt seven-oh-nine,” I said, handing the sheet to the court clerk.

“Where did that money end up that afternoon?”

Hale slapped his gold pen down on his notepad.