“I’m showing you exhibit eight, an eighteen-hundred-dollar receipt from the console of your company car, dated three days before we separated,” I said.

“What was bought with company operating funds that day?”

Hale opened his mouth, then saw the look on Judge Whitmore’s face and sat back down without a word.

“It was a corporate promotional gift,” Grant said, tugging at his tie knot again.

“The receipt describes a silver chain bracelet, exactly like the one your administrative coordinator is wearing today,” I said.

Grant said nothing, his hands resting flat on the witness rail.